Luyện nghe bài hát White Boy

Know I'm saying, Big Haystak
Street Flavor Records, bitch,
I remember I was young
All my told me I could
Be anything I to be when I grew up
You know what I'm saying, and it for us
I was a big old white boy
Tennessee that to be a rap star
And that was impossible

I over came opsticals did what said couldn't be done
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 change the world so why try
Watch them change to tie
From fights to drive bys
I be out there late night and I'm die
So when I'm gone say to that white guy
I dedicate to the hags and fags
Who associate with racism and rebel flags
You bitch
When you mention me speak on weed and body bags
Hi And burning the flag
My grand mammy was half Cherokee
My grand family came from an island in Germany
And me I'm just a mixed breed Tennessee
you fake mother fuckers pretend to be

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

You've been your mouth for the past ten years
But never ran a mother fucking thing here
Pioneers get one thing clear
We been making for years ya hear
you better ask about hay
I get 'round the way like E-40 in the bay
I'm from the of the brave
Home of the
And there's million other fools just like me
We the have-nots little badass
Momma doing bad, dad der a bid
And we was set to do as we please
havoc on the streets of our communities
And we didn't no curfew
We didn't no rules
We don't need no book cause we don't go to school
my middle finger
In the fuckin 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 with your people ya hear

Born a bastard who struggled with love
We congregated on the corners puffin and pushing
A lack of love, a lack of
A lack of compassion a of better parenting
The sad is either they don't know
Don't
Or don't care, well
That is Tad and Rad?
Come to school with
And shooting up the rich kids in the faces
Mom and dad ducked in shoes
"It was the they hung around
that they listed to"
White been dying around here for years
But it never CNN
You why
We were put to die
So when we one another
It as no surprise
We in their eyes
I the trial when I'm behind the mic
tell me nothing about no damn stereotypes, cause I'm a

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