Luyện nghe bài hát W. G. O. N. R. S.

People people, we get over
we go under, and I wonder
Why we find a little piece of mankind
Instead of always step back, my damn nine

Livin' the thug, like the up the drug type
They love to hear the people sayin, "Yo kid is bugged right?"
a game, so please, out here men die
The average black man today make it to see twenty-five

'Cause else got the clock rocked
Tryin' to get the locked, to be the new man on the block
But if you asked me who's the man I'm like, "You me?
I know, Ed Lover, Dr. Dre and Heavy D?"

I got my on comin' up, if not in first place
Then I plan to be the first runner up
But it seems, I got a lot of problems my belt
And everyday I ask myself

Ah what's goin' on,in our
What's goin' on in a de
What's on in your community
What's goin' on, me

I a kid freshly dipped with mad gold
Fifteen years old, with plenty drugs sold
But then somebody caught him for his Air
his drugs the cash and the jewels he was

You call your girl a B I T C H
You can't appreciate so now she's your man, then she ain't
'Cause when you teach her that hoe
They accept that as reality and give all your friends the

You need to show some for your people
All men are created equal, why with everybody I always
love, and keep my pockets full of dol-dollars
But it out now

not the uncivilized, the Kane ?
So let's get it together, man we did it we were slaves
Instead of tryin' to blame someone else
Take a around, and ask yourself

Ah goin' on in your community
What's on in a dis country
goin' on, in our society
What's on, whoa

Nowadays it's all about provin' you nuttin' soft
And everybody's always about bustin' off
But that ain't we gotta go, kid we can throw
And handle this thing like and blow

Then we get it off our chest, let's put it to rest
And try to make money progress
if I got a dollar, and you got ten
And you can get a hundred from a friend if five others in

Shoot, we can take that and put it back
In a community that's black, to make our people
somethin' magnetic 'cause word is bond it's pathetic
We talkin' about this piece of the pie

But it we can't get it
we field the life of a drug dealer
And stellin' llello but you know where they go
Up to the penile, because chose to be wild

And now you're upstate kid, uh, waitin' patiently to see
Now let that whole gangsta route
There's too money and skins here on the outside
For me to let my freedom go
'Cause I got mine, now get yous, and let me

Ah what's goin' on, in our
goin' on, when you nah haf no money
What's goin' on, on the street
Whoa, why is it so