Luyện nghe bài hát C'mon

C'mon

he was a kid he was the joker
Low potential, straight
Class clown, sneak off out the back
Long hair leave a grease spot on the board
C'mon take off that bra
Tryin to hit a homerun in mom's garage
He graffiti, it opened him
down the alley with a can of rustoleum
Canvas, that flat
He quick to control the nervousness
If it aint buildin he the bridge
And no he give a damn what the curfew is
away all the saving grace
While them old folks bitch the way hes raised
Southside
Get ya running from the cops for practice here
Well what do ya know he got
to apply what childhood showed him
Everybody out in that cold
To try to learn how to manage all weight on his shoulders
We all want the easy life a piece of the pie keep us high
So turn it up the speakers cry
And don't quit you reach the sky, c'mon

[repeated]

And as an he took a good look
Stayed away from the gangs and the
Even though he from the same neighborhood
So he fully that gang textbook
original be individual
Push the pedal and settle for the typical
Feed your children look out for people
Live and let and each one teach those
Good get a tight defense
And i hope you can depend on your higher
emcees let em grow for
The followers, felons, the soldiers
Hey rapper, we know it don't
But don't forget about the folks on your
hey what you doin with the cash crop
fuckin up gettin fat, fuckin up fellow nots
hey preacher,
is that the house you in
the kitchen
hey dont bother
as a kid i only played robbers and robbers
headphone
aggressive
i aint you gotta kill cops
just look at your life what its built off