Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Black

They try to take advantage of a 'cause I'm black
lookin' at me strange, so I'm lookin' at they ass back
I got a little problem, so I'm writin' you a
A letter to the KKK the black folks

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

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

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

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

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

President, I beatin' on yo back do'
I yo mind doin' rap but I'm black doe, nigga

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

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

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

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

Them sorry bastards that me wonder why
The can determine if we live or if a nigga dies
And to me, that is bull
Only God can take life but I still gotta the law

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

"Every man that is a car jacker will start jackin'
Police cars and jaw brains shad on the dashboard
Why when you pull us over you us your pistols
Beforeyou asks us for our drivers Somethin' is not right"

Rollin' through my in my motherfuckin' dropper
Gettin' by a motherfuckin' copper
But I ain't got for you motherfuckin' dickheads
'Cause was straight hoes back in school, nerdy shitheads

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

Holdin' me for nothin', runnin' my fuckin' plates
My come clean, you call the DEA
The DEA I'm a known drug dealer
Straight born killer, a wig splitter

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

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

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

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