Luyện nghe bài hát Trailer Ras

How many of you are white trash?

Way back in high I could of swore my name was white boy
(What's up boy?)
There was all types of ill shit going
gangsters, thugs and cholos
Heshians, or insane usos
Well I've got black white yellow red and brown
We sit there by the river
And listen to the
sit and smoke and drink with all my crew (ohh)
Well now I look back
Over blue skies and smoke
It makes me laugh to think made it through
And I hear the sing
When the sun brings out the
And there's or nothing I can do

When I break my stash
I remember ras
And everything or nothing I can do

We would sit there by the
And listen to the
And do the things not supposed to do

How to the jump the fence was the first thing I in high school
And I knew this girl lived just down the street
On the the whole day scoring
And when got boring
The neighborhood was with pounds of tweak
We would sit in the recliner and to the TV
And do the things not supposed to do
Well now I look back or I see teenagers mack
Well I think about those days I with you
And I hear the sing
When the sun out the morning
And everything or nothing I can do

I break into my stash
I trailer ras
And everything for me to do