Luyện nghe bài hát Bush

David
ain't got no cash, daddy aint got no doe
So daddy went to my and started pimpin that hoe
Man it's hard times, niggas got shit
Nothin but billy clubs to they and they ass kicked
in they vein, cocaine up in they brain
Man what you expect, America us pain
So fuck it, now we thugs, ??? mean
And takin mean mugs, and fill 'em with slugs
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 shit like a track
You murdered, up in Texas killin' is such a sin
The first month you in you started killin' again
But shit, we just some and that's how the game go
Y'all took us up out the state moved us out to Death Row
Y'all may of, us slaves but never make us your hoe
God, you my so let's start exposin' these hoes
judges some weak pussies, y'all preaches some rapin' fags
These people that made us slaves, these wavin' they flags
ain't shit but home of the hot lick
They hang us all by rope, then laugh and cut off our

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