Luyện nghe bài hát White Boy

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

I over came opsticals did what they said couldn't be
I went from dog to fire? That's me, I'm the one
The only one who held it for lower class
Before it was cool to be trash
You can't the world so why try
Watch change to tie die's
fist fights to drive bys
I be out there night and I'm might die
So I'm gone say goodbye to that white guy
I dedicate this to the and fags
Who associate Haystak racism and rebel flags
You fucking
When you mention me on killer weed and body bags
Hi proportion? And the flag
My grand daddy's mammy was half
My grand family came from an island in Germany
And me I'm just a breed from Tennessee
Everything you fake mother pretend to be

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

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

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

Hey bro you looking for

Auh twenty, I don't have no
But I got fat dimes
Auh you like huh
Come back and fuck with your ya hear

Born a bastard child who with love
We congregated on the corners and pushing dubs
A of love, a lack 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 school gauges
And shooting up the rich kids in the faces
Mom and dad ducked in their
"It was the they hung around
Music that listed to"
White boys been around here for years
But it make CNN
You why
We were put to die
So when we one another
It as no surprise
We animals in eyes
I represent the when I'm behind the mic
tell me nothing about no damn stereotypes, cause I'm a

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