Luyện nghe bài hát You Talk Like A White Girl

You
a white girl
Do you
you're white, girl
A line some in the sand
will call you an Uncle Tom
If you support Sam

1:

Ebonix or On Phonics
Take your
But they'll call you a slicker or a hick
Yea, I know I'm
But must other word be homey or wack
There was a time slaves couldn't read or write
But now sitting here telling me it's alright
To like a clown
To prove down
Speaking that gibberish to around
Some see it as buffoonery
An inarticulate of cartoonery
Your intellect will be
your words
And you speak
You not be heard
or patronized
Until the day you
is fine
But not all the

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2:

Hey, can I say
I never comfortable speaking that way
You brag that from the hood
And how there is supposed to be so good
But you never hear say
I'm saving up to move to the one day
Most people in the ghetto want something out of life
than to be saddled with crime and strife
You keep to rappers
you what black is
When they've made and left the ghetto off the biz
They're living in the suburbs that's mostly
But sitting there telling you "be real" and "dynomite"
like telling an unmarried woman about your wedding day
Or telling somebody on a about a buffet
You ought to think that
Being black is not the clothes on your back
Its not about every other word being homey or
Or with a swagger
Or getting drunk until you
You're born
It's not something you
It's not about your or your attire

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