Luyện nghe bài hát The Revolution

I'm bodiez in the alley and blood in the valley
From the shores of all the way to Compton Cali
I'm callin' rally to the homies in the street
Take a real close look at it look like

A nigga in the ghetto raised up on whit
The first thing momma told him was don't no shit
Playin' tag with bag, bullets and bloody rag
And did you put the on the toe tag?

Whoever the man today, not be the man tomorrow
life is full of hardships, pimpslaps and sorrow
You gotta believe in something but you do
Make sure what you believe is and true

Fuck the liez an' alibiez an' to realize
My vision assault of wasted on blind lil' eyes
Like AT&T, you make a switch
Or get to the side like a lil' ol' bitch

When the revolution come, be up front
With my finga on the trigga of a Mossburgh
the revolution come, I'ma be right there
With my in my hand and braids in my hair

I've been and hoopin' yeah, lootin' an' shootin'
I'm doin' recruitin' to bring mo' troops in
Niggaz don't be doin' what 'posed to do
They betta post on the with the busta crew

Playin' games, I used to play in '79
With the same an' the same ol' lie
If you want some respect, ya won't be
On the nigga nuts 'cuz he in the '64

Yo favorite line is all a y'all
But one day there's be a final call
That's why I'm rollin' in the motherfuckin' Jeep
Always on a peep an' my don't fall asleep

So pull money outa your pocket an' put it in the middle
This ain't no roosta ass George nigga on a fiddle, huh
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in my mothafuckin' self I

When the revolution come, be up front
With my finga on the trigga of a Pump
the revolution come, I'ma be right there
With my in my hand and braids in my hair

Way back in the days, we used to sling 'em in the
But now when niggaz get beat they wanna go an' get their
Everybody know that you know how to
But me do you how to let a nigga live?

I dream that maybe one day
can't fight then walk away
I'm fist to cuff with them pistols up an'
Shoot 'em from the shoulders to show you can hold your

I sing the song of the fight of the man in America
In a state of hysteria, no longa will I accept the second
I plan to set the record straight b'fore I

It's the one, two combination to the throat
There's a hole in ya boat, bitch, that's all she
Ashes to ashes, to dust, in my mothafuckin' self I trust

the revolution come, I'ma be up front
With my finga on the trigga of a Mossburgh
When the revolution come, I'ma be right
With my in my hand and braids in my hair

When the revolution come, be straight loc
Goin' out in a of pistol smoke
The revolution come, the come