Luyện nghe bài hát Trailer Ras

How many of you are white trash?

Way back in junior I could of swore my name was white boy
(What's up boy?)
There was all of ill shit going down
Between gangsters, thugs and
Heshians, or insane usos
I've got friends black white yellow red and brown
We would sit by the river
And to the freeway
Just sit and smoke and drink with all my (ohh)
Well now I look back
Over blue skies and smoke
It makes me to think I've 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 trailer ras
And there's or nothing I can do

We sit there by the river
And listen to the
And do the you're not supposed to do

How to the the fence was the first thing I learned in high school
And I knew girl that lived just down the street
On the phone the whole day
And when got boring
The neighborhood was filled with pounds of
We sit in the recliner and listen to the TV
And do the you're not supposed to do
Well now when I look or I see teenagers mack
I think about those days I spent with you
And I hear the sing
the sun brings out the morning
And there's everything or I can do

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