Luyện nghe bài hát W. G. O. N. R. S.

People people, we gotta get
Before we go under, and I
Why we can't a little piece of mankind
of always step back, gimme my damn nine

Livin' the thug, like the up the drug type
They love to the people sayin, "Yo that kid is bugged right?"
a game, so please, out here men die
The average black man today don't it to see twenty-five

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

I got my mind on up, if not in first place
damnit I plan to be the first runner up
But it seems, I got a lot of problems my belt
And I gotta ask myself

Ah what's on,in our society
What's on in a de country
What's goin' on in your
goin' on, tell me

I seen a kid dipped with mad gold
Fifteen years old, plenty drugs bein' sold
But then somebody him for his Air Jordans
his the cash and the jewels he was sportin'

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

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

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

Ah what's goin' on in community
What's goin' on in a dis
What's goin' on, in our
What's goin' on,

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

Then when we get it off our chest, put it to rest
And try to make some progress
if I got a dollar, and you got ten
And you can get a hundred from a friend if five kick in

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

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

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

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