Luyện nghe bài hát What About Us

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

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

But unemployed for all the girls and boys
You got to love mom and daddy
And make wonder why you give them ploys
Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then cheap
But about that little nigga running the streets
Making a living his beats?

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

At least we can live as we
Dog ain't ever gonna break our
Ain't nothing you can do to keep us
And all of my soldiers come
Get on your feet and get to bust
What about this war terrorism
(Fuck that)
And what about this war us

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

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

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

This shit we deal wit', we young black and fit
Living in the to ghetto
And ghetto to ghetto ghetto is all we know
They beat us down for shit, they lock us up for dumb shit
Find out that I'm and still gotta fight for money they owe me
And wonder why we riot in the damn streets
They can't hold us down we getting all that

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

(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?

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

Dead niggaz, been to war
Been with shit, I seen it all
soap operas from ghetto stars
I can tell when getting bored, really
Sometimes she a bitch, sometimes my
And times when niggaz die, she help I was a baby
The simplest things in life were always the
Breathing you ass back inhaling when chronic in your

Hey, somebody call my momma and help me one time
I die my momma, she carry me no comma
Niggaz and drama
I recollect walking and
not even checking on me
Juvenile delinquent and baby y'all be me
The B.O. it me in
we saving fuck the last thing we did
And let the cops see all the shit I did

Like on them foxies skied up
In the of my dick
This is the life that I
This is the life I live
And it's a life full of lust

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

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

My partner me after court
He they got 25 to life just for slingin' some dope
They making some cheese to feed their folks
And they like somebody go home
sad 'cause its sadder for us
What about our boys and young
In wicked young world?

Coming to school wit' bustin' their teachers
Whatever to family and humanity we posses
What about our babies, that in this mess, don't streets
Crooked coppers scaring the off in the hood
What about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they

See most of the niggaz still on the
Still struggling and hustlin' to get something to eat
Some of them in piece and some will never get free
Bone gotta show love, keep it real and really real
And let 'em about us

(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 my young thugs cry?

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

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

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

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