Luyện nghe bài hát Young Black America

Young America
Young black
Young America
Young black
Young black
Young black

Yeah, I was on that corner, get my coins up
Coppers run up on us and we turn to Joyner
White man a black man, they never report us
Black man kill a white man, gon' start a war up
Mama she was sour, sippin' on the
Young niggas brainwashed, they just wanna rap and
Could've a lawyer until they came and shackled you
on your records so them jobs ain't gettin' back at you
Them kids ain't eat yet, so you can't even yet
That's the only we ever saw, we repeat that
They was playing ball, fouled him hard, I'd be back
day, threw his life away, soon as he clapped
Gave that boy a life sentence, made his momma
Damn, they understand
Comin' from the bottom, so hard to make a plan
them kids beefin', they let it get out of hand
OGs never told us in advance
niggas killing young niggas, shit is like the Klan, I said
Told my nigga, "You the man," I said
You don't wanna end up like my man
Praying five times a day, prostration on his
Screamin' isha that he don't make it to the feds
Caught up in the system, visit from his
Talkin' 'bout all these niggas, how they ain't with him
Said they would or die, but it ain't even in 'em
Always postin' on the 'Gram, but hey ain't pictures
Never answer you call, but answer for them bitches
Got you thinking twice, damn I should've been a
Dismantle my business, telling my story
All guns, no glory, been on before me
We slaves in the '40s, still in the present
No toys for Christmas, get us no presents
Only made us evil, us hungry, made us desperate
in the 9th grade, he got a Smith and Wesson
Grew up with the goons, now he protection
He dropped outta school, he got arrested
Lord a blessing, I just hope he learned his lesson
They us, if we go to jail, we would be respected
They told us, if we make a sale, we run a check in
Threw a rock out in field, and got intercepted
He stumbled, he fumbled, y'all niggas just
They told you to hustle, them niggas don't you

Young American, (na na)
Wanna like the fairer skin, (na na)
to the paradigm, (na na)
Occupied on Marilyn, (na na)
The of the wild nigga, no church
My uncles said stop bitching nigga, no
It's kinda there's another world on the other side of town
rollin' up in that Rolls
Pullin' up in Holy Ghost
Preaching, while niggas dying by the code
The destruction, the
The of my faith
My prayers, my
Will be the same

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Young America
black America
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Young black
Young America
Young America
Young America
Young black
Young America
Young America