Luyện nghe bài hát Trailer Ras

How many of you are white trash?

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

When I break into my
I trailer ras
And there's or nothing I can do

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

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

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