Luyện nghe bài hát W. G. O. N. R. S.

People people, we get over
we go under, and I wonder
Why we can't find a little of mankind
Instead of always back, gimme my damn nine

the thug, like the shoot up the drug type
They love to hear the people sayin, "Yo that kid is right?"
Just a game, so please, out men die
The black man today don't make it to see twenty-five

'Cause someone else got the clock
to get the neighborhood locked, to be the new man on the block
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 on comin' up, if not in first place
Then damnit I plan to be the first up
But it seems, I got a lot of under my belt
And I gotta ask myself

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

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

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

You to show some love for your people
All men are created equal, why with everybody I always
love, and keep 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 when we were
Instead of always tryin' to blame else
Take a look around, and ask

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

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

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

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

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

And now you're upstate kid, uh, waitin' patiently to see
Now let that whole gangsta route
too much money 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 on, when you nah haf no money
goin' on, people on the street
Whoa, why is it so