Luyện nghe bài hát W. G. O. N. R. S.

People people, we gotta get
Before we go under, and I
Why we find a little piece of mankind
Instead of always back, gimme my damn nine

Livin' the thug, like the shoot up the type
They love to hear the people sayin, "Yo kid is bugged right?"
a game, so please, out here men die
The average black man today make it to see twenty-five

'Cause someone got the clock rocked
Tryin' to get the neighborhood locked, to be the new man on the
But if you me who's the man I'm like, "You tell me?
I know, Ed Lover, Dr. Dre and Heavy D?"

I got my mind on comin' up, if not in first
Then I plan to be the first runner up
But it seems, I got a lot of problems my belt
And everyday I gotta ask

Ah goin' on,in our society
goin' on in a de country
What's on in your community
What's goin' on, me

I seen a kid freshly with mad gold
Fifteen years old, with plenty drugs bein'
But then caught him for his Air Jordans
his drugs the and the jewels he was sportin'

You wanna call girl a B I T C H
You can't appreciate so now she's humpin' your man, then she
'Cause you teach her that hoe mentality
They accept that as reality and give all your friends the

You need to some love for your people
All men are equal, that's why with everybody I always
Spread love, and my pockets full of dol-dollars
But it out now

We're not the uncivilized, the ?
So let's get it together, man we did it we were slaves
Instead of always to blame someone else
a look around, and ask yourself

Ah goin' on in your community
What's goin' on in a dis
What's on, in our society
goin' on, whoa

Nowadays all about provin' you ain't nuttin' soft
And everybody's always about bustin' off
But ain't where we gotta go, kid we can throw
And handle this thing Holyfield and blow

Then when we get it off our chest, put it to rest
And try to make money progress
if I got a dollar, and you got ten
And you can get a hundred from a friend if five others in

Shoot, we can take that and put it back
In a community that's black, to our people attract
Like somethin' magnetic 'cause word is bond pathetic
We always talkin' about piece of the pie

But it seems we get it
we field the life of a drug dealer
And start stellin' llello but you know where go
Up to the penile, because they chose to be

And now you're upstate kid, uh, patiently to see trial
Now let that whole gangsta route
There's too much and skins here on the outside
For me to ever let my go
I got mine, now get yous, and let me know

Ah what's goin' on, in our
What's goin' on, you nah haf no money
goin' on, people on the street
Whoa, why is it so