Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

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

Homicide an' Feds on the blocks where I played,
That's I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause
'Cause Ray Charles could see the
Was told to stay strong an' I could the devil

'Cause yo, I used to play Balcony seats
Watchin' swing in the front row, then out in the streets
The car show, 560's, afros
Acuras pumpin' Lover Cee an' Casanova

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

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

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

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

There's still a lot of in the carpet offices
War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they us
They won't be servin' the beast too
The murderers wearin' police uniforms, confederate flags I

Beat street breakers were to the music I chose
An' Peachtree heads was tootin' they nose
In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's
With an'

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

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

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

Used to wear rags on hair when it was fried up
That's when we were to, buyin' hair products
Back before my generation, when our started disintegratin'
awareness started penetratin'

The styles come from prison, they used potatoes makin'
Just to prove we creative
Turnin' nothin' into somethin', is God
An' you get nothin' without struggle an' work

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

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

Do your body an' it loves you back
You only get one life, an' yo, because of
I'm blazin', goin' out for the cause
Still rockin', stockin', not for the waves, no laws
An' like that

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

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