Luyện nghe bài hát White Kids Love Hip-Hop

white kids love hip hop and jocks, go-carts and fist fights, getting drunk on bud
then getting high a pitch pipe. are you an mc chris type; a hip hop lovin' half pint?
just turn on your heartlight. a bunsen burner barfly. this is our time blast it from
the boombox, liberate the goondocks, saw cousin in a tube top, bust a nugget in a
sock. it's tupac, it's big pop, it's hip hop, it don't stop. I love that song,
I that groove. motherfucker, well 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 slide line just to that:

chorus - white kids hip hop x3

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

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man, there's to do in this stupid town
rope swing's busted, stinking cops allways me out of the park
manager of the 7-11 always "get off my curb you good for nothing"
all the girls already know I'm a bad so they don't come anywhere near me
I don't know how many times I've been to
a kid can eat an onion only so many times
bowling's boring, the skating rink's been over by 12 year olds
there ain't no good movies out, blockbuster has any good gamesin
I don't want to play Bombad Racing, I mean what the is that?
I'm of all my records and every time I walk into a record store, I forget what I want to get
and their ain't nothing on TV, not a thing!
There ain't to do 'cept take naps
and paitently for death!

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wanggggg, oh bullshit...