Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the 80's had us all apes Youngest up to bat at home plate
That was a uncanny era, in my
Yeah, X Clan hair, with at the top of my fade

Homicide an' Feds on the where I played, b-ball
That's when I was I here for the cause, or be-cause
'Cause Ray could see the ghetto
Was told to stay an' I could beat the devil

'Cause yo, I used to Apollo Balcony seats
swing razors in the front row, then out in the streets
The car show, 560's, chemical
pumpin' Super Lover Cee an' Casanova

Live chicks be, out of they clothes
Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers pealin' earlobes
So where them years go? Where the old gold an' cheers go?
But now shorties here doe, so

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an'
Island bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The drinkers stay drinkin', or they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride, one mo'

The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', still packed, what's the
The stay drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still life's ride, right

Political thugs in shark suits us to pull
In boots, yellin, "Join the armed forces"
We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons
Needles in arms of veterans instead of bigger

There's still a lot of crawlin' in the carpet
War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, torture us
They won't be servin' the too long
The wearin' police uniforms, confederate flags I burn

Beat street breakers dancin' to the music I chose
An' Peachtree Atlantic was tootin' they nose
In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up children
an' double

We devil incarnates, headed for
Where Shell gas company in South Africa be havin' us
paper money was the death of Christ
An' all these shorties comin' up, resurrect your life
It's like a

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word?
The drinkers stay drinkin', or they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, one mo' time

The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word?
The drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin'
An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,

to wear rags on they hair when it was fried up
That's when we were lied to, buyin' hair
Back my generation, when our blackness started disintegratin'
'Til awareness penetratin'

The styles come from prison, they potatoes makin' liquor
Just to prove we some
Turnin' nothin' somethin', is God work
An' you get nothin' without an' hard work

War is necessary to my in
Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to know one thing
The thing is to forgive, but God does
Even if you or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God loves

Take one toward him, he takes two towards you
Even all else fail, God support you
I it, got God sun on my stomach
My heart an' my lungs was affected from an'

Do your right an' it loves you back
You only get one life, an' yo, of that
I'm still blazin', goin' out for the
Still rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no
An' it's that

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs
Island bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The stay drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride, one mo'

The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word?
The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, right