Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Black

They try to take advantage of a nigga I'm black
They lookin' at me strange, so I'm lookin' at they ass
I got a little problem, so I'm you a note
A letter to the KKK from the black

I'm to get it on, tryin' to check the grip
And there goes officer cracker tryin' to my fuckin' battleship
on his flashers, callin' up the dogs
Now my Lexus Coupe is flex by the hogs

Snatchin' out my seats, tellin' me I dope
Am I on probation or parole? I 'em fuck, no
Tell me Officer, what's the problem? What's the matter?
Why you gotta us like scum?

Is it that a nigga's doin' a tad bit better you?
And is all that you crackers can do
And me up for resistin' yo ass
When in reality officer friendly my ass, damn

You overflex your too
Put foot in my shoe and let me try on your boot
So I can run it in
You can me like God and I can treat you like dirt

The 22 years I here, I saw
disrespect God before they disrespect the law
But yo, I to diss 'em
I refuse to be mislead by this ungodly system

Mister President, I beatin' on yo do'
I make yo doin' rap but I'm black doe, nigga

"We are United States of America, you honestly
because you wear bags that means you care?
You have the right to abuse and my people
Like they're animals on the street? be damned
bloods will flow with the hands of the black man
In the same streets that you me and my brothers in"

Mister Mister Officer, Mister Officer, Mister
because I'm young and I'm black, I'm a target?
You say I'm sellin' but you fake
'Cause young dope dealers flash cash and make

And besides we ain't no mo'
at my hood, we ain't killin' no mo'
So everybody's yellin'
The war that's goin' on is goin' on with the police

they ain't stoppin' with the bullshit
If they could they'd lock us up some chains and swing a bull whip
they figure they're the master
And can take you to jail or take your lifes

sorry bastards that makes me wonder why
The Five-O can determine if we or if a nigga dies
And to me, shit is bull
Only God can take but I still gotta watch the law

It's bad enough, I watch the next G but worse
I to watch the motherfuckers who protect me
They packin' gats, yo
They serve and protect, they don't respect I'm black, hoe

"Every black man that is a car jacker will start
Police and watch jaw brains shad on the dashboard
Why when you pull us you show us your pistols
Beforeyou asks us for our license? Somethin' is not right"

through my hood in my motherfuckin' dropper
Gettin' tailgated by a copper
But I got respect for you motherfuckin' dickheads
'Cause y'all was straight hoes back in school, nerdy

I finally out why you bitches roll in packs
'Cause niggas who ain't shit talk loud and gats
You got a pistol, now you think you're a VIP man
But you can get cut because you'd be like the next man

me for nothin', runnin' my fuckin' license plates
My plates come clean, you the DEA
The DEA says I'm a known dealer
Straight killer, a motherfuckin' wig splitter

He don't know shit a nigga but I'm black
As far as concerned, all niggas push crack
And I'm 22 that really makes 'em check
A drop-top Benz, Coupe, no respect

I gotta be doin' long, I'm hidin' from the demons
He gotta be yale, let's play someone that's pregnant
'Cause can't have shit but I'm a motherfuckin' troop

You to us like Luke, Undercover David Duke
Mister David Duke, officer, Mister Mister Master
I'm out your coffin, Sir

Die motherfuckers, I'll send folks my worst
A breast of pig in a hearse
So fuck you motherfuckers, bitches take that
'Cause I'm with the shit that I speak 'cause I