Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

Luke on the beat!
You ever seen a hung with a gold chain?
I'd rather sing about the same things that we
is bashful, but niggas like the task force
Mobbin' on the and robbin' stores in ski masks, bruh
Niggas ask for peace in a riot and violence
'Cause a game of cat and mouse and you gon' bleed silent
What's the justice in sayin' it and grab the pump?
kill a woman with many children makes you a chump
Look at all the stores you wreckin', nigga I
about the people who own it for about a second
I know you got your problems, but brother, got theirs
This is not a game, quit and grow a pair
But yo, you'd rather hear me say, "Fuck prejudice!"
"Let's different races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant!"
Views and etcetera, knives
Damage 'em, blown, oblivion hole cold, oblivious
I won't dare say that you should the fuckin' ignorance
Murder ops, killin' shit, I'd enjoy the of it
in blood of officers, different corpses, offin' 'em
Auction 'em, don't you at 'em
Murder 'em, heard of 'em
I could the peace but say "fuck it" and preach the murder
'Cause this ain't life that we livin'
Go ahead and the extension
Grab one: uncle, cousin, brother, son
Glory to all the chosen that will rid you of the innocence
But in a sense, innocent will behold the ignorance
Blasphemous, our own, murderin' black—

We see, I see, death before the
White guys and girls hanging from the buildings