Luyện nghe bài hát I Testify

This is what's
No love at
This is wrong
No to work
This is what's
Too lying in church too many cry and hurt
Too many lurch we be hurting too long
I
I
I tell the truth I my hand
I ya the feelings of every man in the sand
I tell you how they lost lost and don't understand
I talk for 'em let me you understand

You know how many have been round this mother fucker
really scared round this mother fucker
If you find a program for the Mac and the Sam
They gonna up like Greg and his big brothers
Nigga tired of making and they making money
Niggas spending money but they making
Now your right in front of stoves nose run
Mother fucker did I

You made money stayed in
Put they hands through the
And Marvin Gaye said what's on
Holies in Cali and Texas they
You looking dumb like what's on
I ain't on Trump I'm just saying
No day for some on some plane
We get help us let
The water they be drinking is dirty as the
Black man data left us in the rain
Shot us in the back when saw are fucking heat
Got us on the back thought we couldn't back
We're on strikes fuck Bill Clinton
We're in the hood get gold well
Call is too most of the rich never went
So why do we
You can insurance but they still wont pay the whole bills for you
Wake up this is too real for you

is what's wrong
No in home
is what's wrong
No to work
This is wrong
Too lying in church too many cry and hurt
Too try'na lurch we be hurting too long
I
I
I tell the truth I hold my
I tell ya the feelings of man in the sand
I tell you how they lost lost and don't understand
I talk for 'em let me you understand

You know why the kids right
Cuz all you let 'em do is play on damn iPod
You let 'em run and play like they used to do back in the day
So they never loose wait they try hard
tell 'em on the arm board
Got go whip a kush
You see the pussy
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Nigga said he was hating so he ratted
ain't why he ratted ratted cuz the nigga he won't need a pussy
Race walls I don't be a race car
Stay the might get hit with a raycha
Cuz a bitch tell a lie for a bill
The same bitch who die for a dollar bill
That wont pay the teacher but pay the judge
the cure of diabetes wont you get it up
You'll get it up
They don't wanna loose niggas so they thinking the money
They give a fuck
I'm tired of seeing wrong got the wrong
What I'm seeing with my eyes is a murder
White boy killed 9 black people in a
He was hungry to get that bitch Burger

is what's wrong
No love in
is what's wrong
No to work
is what's wrong
Too many in church too many cry and hurt
Too many lurch we be hurting too long
I
I
I tell the truth I my hand
I tell ya the feelings of every man in the
I tell you how lost lost and just don't understand
I for 'em let me help you understand
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