Luyện nghe bài hát White Kids Love Hip-Hop

white kids love hip hop and disc jocks, and fist fights, getting drunk on bud
then getting high like a pitch pipe. are you an mc chris type; a hip hop lovin' half
then just turn on your heartlight. a bunsen burner barfly. this is our time blast it
the boombox, liberate the goondocks, saw your cousin in a top, bust a nugget in a
tube sock. it's tupac, it's big pop, it's hip hop, it don't stop. I that song,
I love that groove. motherfucker, I can't help but move. so if you don't mind, if it's
alright with you I'm gonna get in the electric line just to prove that:

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white kids hip hop and axel, tractors and rambo, playing unreal tournament with
infinite ammo. taggers and vandals in black and sandals, doin as many drugs as they
can motherfuckin' handle. skippin' school, breakin' rules and the bird, fast food
cartoons after ittin' some erb. freakin dem flirts, pur till it hurts, just a
couple nerds clockin' the curbs, a couple a words about my nilla wiggas, packin
are measured in milimeters. we don't talk in the theaters like we're siskel and ebert.
we drink box wine and we to weezer.

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man, there's nothin' to do in this town
rope swing's busted, stinking allways kicking me out of the park
manager of the 7-11 says "get off my curb you good for nothing"
all the girls already know I'm a bad kisser so they don't anywhere near me
I don't how many times I've been to TGIF
a kid can eat an onion bloom so many times
bowling's boring, the skating rink's taken over by 12 year olds
there ain't no good movies out, blockbuster never has any good
I don't want to Bombad Racing, I mean what the heck is that?
I'm sick of all my records and every time I walk into a record store, I forget what I to get
and their ain't nothing on TV, not a thing!
There ain't nothing to do 'cept take
and wait for death!

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wanggggg, oh bullshit...