Luyện nghe bài hát Bush

David
ain't got no cash, daddy aint got no doe
So went to my mama and started pimpin that hoe
Man hard times, niggas ain't got shit
Nothin but billy clubs to they head and they ass
in they vein, cocaine up in they brain
Man what you expect, America gave us
So fuck it, now we thugs, ??? drugs
And takin mean mugs, and fill 'em with those
I gave up fake gods, and Jesus look like us
Why y'all we gon' kill and just don't give a hot fuck
Devil that's how you us, ??? us up in the pen
Man we came out blind, that's why we back in
But God, teach 'em, reach 'em up in these streets
Bush, I'm runnin' up in this like a track meet
You murdered, up in where killin' is such a sin
The first month you in office you started again
But shit, we just some and that's how the game go
Y'all took us up out the state moved us straight out to Row
Y'all may of, us slaves but never make us your hoe
God, you my pimp so let's exposin' these hoes
Y'all judges some weak pussies, y'all preaches some fags
These people made us slaves, these niggas wavin' they flags
America ain't but home of the hot lick
They hang us all by rope, then laugh and cut off our

Have niggas ever thought about
All the things we been talkin'
Down in
in Mississippi
Have y'all niggas thought about
All the things we been bout
in Mississippi
Down in
Have y'all niggas ever about
All the things we talkin' bout
in Mississippi
Down in