Luyện nghe bài hát What About Us

(What us?)
What my niggaz still out on the street?
(What us?)
What about my partners time?
(What us?)
about this harassment from the police?
(What us?)
What about my thugs cry?

(What us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the
(What us?)
about my partners doin' time?
(What us?)
What about this from the police?
(What us?)
What my young thugs cry?

It's for my, incarcerated
That stuck in the pin they home
stay strong 'cause you ain't alone
Remember you got love from home
But still this pain and may not it
I'm a boy and I gotta it
I hear cries from the babies
I wish they had a chance wanna blow it

But unemployed for all the little and boys
You got to your mom and daddy
And make wonder why you give them ploys
Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever
But what about that little running the streets
Making a living through his

What about whack ass politicians?
They don't if we live or die
What about that elderly barely breathing? Gotta on SSI
say America, it's the land of the free
And of the brave it's mass hysteria
So bring your and hope we can fight and if bury us

At we can live as we believe
Dog ain't ever gonna our pride
nothing you can do to keep us weak
And all of my come together
Get on your and get ready to bust
about this war against terrorism
(Fuck that)
And what about war against us

(What us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the
(What us?)
What my partners doin' time?
(What us?)
What about harassment from the police?
(What us?)
What my young thugs cry?

(What us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the
(What us?)
What about my doin' time?
(What us?)
What about this from the police?
(What us?)
What about my young cry?

What about them thugs that's dead and
What about them that ain't even grown?
What them thugs that out here lost
And ain't ever gonna find way home?
got you furious, so grab your shit and listen up
It's violence and violence, it's the way their gonna respect us
If it's this system, in the back far to one place one time
Know we gone, how they sleep at night if they know be lying

This shit we deal wit', we black and fit less
Living in the to ghetto
And ghetto to ghetto 'cause is all we know
beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shit
Find out that I'm innocent and still fight for money they owe me
And wonder why we riot in the damn streets
They hold us down we getting all that money

And watch I tell ya, everybody wants some
How they get it they don't
Try to it when you spittin' real smooth
But listening in my business, trying to fuck up my move

(What us?)
What about my niggaz out on the street?
(What us?)
What about my partners doin'
(What us?)
about this harassment from the police?
(What us?)
What about my young thugs

(What us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the
(What us?)
What about my partners time?
(What us?)
What about this harassment from the
(What us?)
What about my young cry?

Dead niggaz, I've to war
Been tall with shit, I it all
Like soap operas from ghetto
I can tell when rappers getting bored,
Sometimes she a bitch, my lady
And times when niggaz die, she help like I was a
The simplest in life were always the best
Breathing you ass back when chronic in your chest

Hey, somebody call my and help me one more time
Before I die my momma, she carry me no
bitches and drama
I recollect and stoppin'
not even checking on me
Juvenile and baby y'all be respecting me
The B.O. it me in
Whether we saving the last thing we did
And let the see all the shit that I did

Like spittin' on them foxies up
In the of my dick
This is the that I love
This is the life that I
And a life full of lust nigga

(What us?)
What about my still out on the street?
(What us?)
What about my partners doin'
(What us?)
What about harassment from the police?
(What us?)
about my young thugs cry?

(What us?)
about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What us?)
What about my partners time?
(What us?)
What about this from the police?
(What us?)
about my young thugs cry?

My called me after court
He said got 25 to life just for slingin' some dope
They some cheese just to feed their folks
And they like somebody won't go
It's sad 'cause its for us
What about our boys and girls
In their wicked young

Coming to school wit' heaters bustin' teachers
Whatever to family and humanity we posses
What about our babies, that struggling in this mess, streets
coppers scaring the niggaz off in the hood
What about them niggaz that get blown off this if they good?

See of the niggaz still on the street
Still struggling and hustlin' to get something to eat
Some of them resting in piece and some will get free
Thug gotta show love, keep it real and really real
And let 'em about us

(What us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the
(What us?)
about my partners doin' time?
(What us?)
about this harassment from the police?
(What us?)
What my young thugs cry?

(What us?)
about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What us?)
What about my partners time?
(What us?)
about this harassment from the police?
(What us?)
What about my young thugs

(What us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the
(What us?)
What about my doin' time?
(What us?)
What about this from the police?
(What us?)
What about my young cry?

(What us?)
What about my niggaz out on the street?
(What us?)
What about my doin' time?
(What us?)
about this harassment from the police?
(What us?)
What about my thugs cry?

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