Luyện nghe bài hát W. G. O. N. R. S.

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

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

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

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

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

You wanna call girl a B I T C H
You can't so now she's 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 with everybody I
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 when we slaves
Instead of always tryin' to blame someone
a look around, and ask yourself

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

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

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

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

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

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

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