Luyện nghe bài hát The Black People Song

This song is to a certain kind of people.... Which just so happens to be my favorite kind of people.
You know... the ones that... you know, when you're standing next to them, and all of a sudden it gets dark... I mean, you know your best is... you know what I'm saying, right? Yeah.

people
I'ma steal shoes
You better your wallet
I'ma take that too
Black
Hey

people
One big family,
With a really big
of KFC
people
(Seriously, all of us are related)

I ran into an old amigo Juan Luis
The Mexican me "Apple" cause we both hang from trees
Now I, I kinda took in a joking way
But was he 'bout monkeys or the KKK?

We don't get sunburnt, just knees
And we chew tobacco
But we will smoke
Puff, puff, pass like the that could,
And we spell "neighbor," so we call it "the hood"

And most of us will die with our on the trigger
I guess that's why say I'm just a filthy little spear chucking, chicken eating, melon sucking, lone fetus, weed smoking, long penis.... well, you get the picture.

They tried to us out the White House again
But like all white houses, one of us broke in.

And welfare and is all we got
If you don't my favorite color then you might get shot...
(My favorite is purple, by the way.....)

A black came to me to bash my song
I told her, "All are Democrat, now prove me wrong."

people
I'ma your shoes
You hide your wallet
Cause take that too
people
Hey

Black
One big family,
a really big bucket
of KFC
Black
(And it have to be KFC, we like Popeye's biscuits too)

Hey, Hey.

(What's a black without any rap in it, right?)

Yo, It, Unh, Yo, Yo, Yo

(it always off that way, right?) Yo!

Rap

Now, there's a line between discriminating and not in places
You are if you use the N-word, but if you're black then not racist,
I mean, well, I you can, just not around your black friends,
You'll get jumped by every cousin, including the one that trash can,

Now, let me tell you a story, before America was stolen,
There were two tribes of black people, the and the Po' Ones,
The Indians were like caramel, the Po One's were sharpies,
I guess why they call them Pilgrims, and why they call us Darkies.

The had all the horses, land, turkeys, the geniuses
The Po One's killed their horses, took their hair and penises,
But uh..there's not really a to this story though,
Except that we will steal your goodies, and that is how the goes.

people
I'ma steal shoes
You hide your wallet
Cause I'ma take too
people
Hey

Black
One big family,
With a really big
of KFC
Black

People
'72,
Going broke cheap cars
than you
Black
(Ok, you gotta admit... we do some nice rims though, right?)

people
Front monkey
With a and a banana,
"Ooo Aaa, Eee-eee!"
people
(Sholl' Iz!)

Hey, Hey!

(This is probably the most song I've ever written....but if you laughed, you're racist too. So I don't feel so bad. Besides, it's not racist if I'm black.)