Luyện nghe bài hát White Boy

Know what I'm saying, Big
Flavor Records, bitch, represent
I when I was young
All my people told me I
Be I wanted to be when I grew up
You know what I'm saying, and it for us
I was a big old boy from
Tennessee that to be a rap star
And that was impossible

I over came did what they said couldn't be done
I went murder dog to fire? That's me, I'm the one
The only one who held it down for class
Before it was cool to be white
You change the world so why try
Watch change to tie die's
From fights to drive bys
I be out there late night and I'm die
So when I'm gone say goodbye to white guy
I this to the hags and fags
Who associate with racism and rebel flags
You bitch
you mention me speak on killer weed and body bags
Hi And burning the flag
My grand daddy's mammy was Cherokee
My mamma family came from an island in Germany
And me I'm just a breed from Tennessee
Everything you mother fuckers pretend to be

White boy cracker hoocie
do' evil blue eyed devil
Pail face and I'm to be that dude
Make up some more shit to me boy
I be that too I'm a
boy cracker hoocie weado
Damn do' blue eyed devil
Pail face and I'm proud to be that
Make up some shit to me white boy
I be too

You've been your mouth for the past ten years
But never ran a mother thing 'round here
Pioneers lets get one thing
We making music for years ya hear
Hardcore you better ask hay
I get 'round the way like E-40 in the bay
I'm the land of the brave
of the free
And there's five million other fools like me
We the have-nots little badass
Momma doing bad, dad der a bid
And we was set to do as we please
Reek havoc on the streets of our
And we didn't have no
We didn't have no
We need no book bags cause we don't go to school
my middle finger
In the mother sky
Screaming CWB I die
Lil player, lil

White boy cracker weado
Damn do' blue eyed devil
Pail face and I'm to be that dude
Make up some shit to me white boy
I be too

Hey bro what you for

Auh twenty, I don't no twenties
But I got some fat
Auh you that huh
Come back and fuck with your ya hear

Born a bastard child who struggled with
We congregated on the corners and pushing dubs
A lack of love, a of understanding
A of compassion a lack of better parenting
The sad thing is either they don't
show
Or just care, well
is till Tad and Rad?
Come to with gauges
And start shooting up the rich kids in the
Mom and dad ducked in shoes
"It was the crowd they around
Music they listed to"
boys been dying around here for years
But it make CNN
You why
We put here to die
So when we kill one
It comes as no
We animals in their
I represent the trial I'm behind the mic
Can't tell me nothing about no damn stereotypes, I'm a

boy cracker hoocie weado
Damn do' evil eyed devil
face and I'm proud to be that dude
Make up some more shit to me boy
I be too cause I'm a
boy cracker hoocie weado
Damn do' evil blue eyed
Pail face and I'm proud to be dude
Make up some more shit to me boy
I be too