Luyện nghe bài hát Trailer Ras

How many of you people are trash?

Way back in junior high I could of swore my name was boy
(What's up boy?)
was all types of ill shit going down
Between gangsters, and cholos
Heshians, Asians or insane
Well I've got black white yellow red and brown
We would sit by the river
And to the freeway
Just sit and smoke and with all my crew (ohh)
now when I look back
Over blue skies and smoke
It makes me laugh to I've made it through
And I hear the birds
When the sun brings out the
And everything or nothing I can do

When I into my stash
I trailer ras
And everything or nothing I can do

We would sit by the river
And listen to the
And do the things you're not to do

How to the jump the fence was the first thing I learned in school
And I knew this girl that just down the street
On the the whole day scoring
And when hickeys got
The neighborhood was with pounds of tweak
We would sit in the recliner and to the TV
And do the things you're not to do
Well now when I look back or I see mack
Well I about those days I spent with you
And I the birds sing
When the sun out the morning
And there's or nothing I can do

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