Luyện nghe bài hát Do the Right Thing

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Hip hop nation, is Spiz-ike Lee
Been for too long, wake up
up, wake up, wake up

I see the sunshine gazin' through the pane, yeah
Blazin' like indo flame, it's to wake up, come to yo' senses,
Snow is all you, but you don't play in the winter games
Cartridges surround you, but you playin' Nintendo games

Load 'em up and fill 'em up, to the top you cock and aim
Tryna get from the bottom to the top, like the stock
Shower shit and shave and hit the corner for a exchange
Amazin' what my people'll do for some pocket

But maybe this the life that you chose
This is the life you stay strapped
And a knife or end up with a blooded nose
Street survivor or of the streets
And only the strong survive, there's no survival for the

a sneak peak of death if you ain't on ya Ps and Qs
They banana clips and niggaz'll peel you for ya shoes
It's the blues, but not on hill
You could call it, or be killed street
Lost a pint of blood, let it street
Stop and up, wake up

They say my do whatever for the fortune and the fame
And it'll take a fortune to get rid of all the pain, but I'm
Use your homie, do the right thang, lemme talk to 'em
Use brain homie, do the right thang

You say the only family that you got is in a
And the only way to make it is by sellin' cocaine, but I'm
Use your brain homie, do the right thang, lemme to 'em
Use your brain homie, do the right

I've been in this since we were drinkin' beers
we've spent together, used to break up, get together
Split a fight every night, gettin' cheddar, white
Our thang, so we had to do it right Spike

Holdin' forties, gettin' green on acres, these broads were our
That's when we used to serve in front of Commonwealth
Fuel for and jewels, chains and tools
It was organized but we remained confused

Mom in the pews singin', Lord, 'em
You might not agree with our views, but you had to 'em
in the rough, but were we reflectin'
A system abrupt, the streets [Incomprehensible]

One mornin' in the mirror, I seen my
A young man with spirits, but needed direction
I guess my death was my resurrection
now I hear him sayin' from heaven, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, up

They say my folks'll do whatever for the and the fame
And it'll take a fortune to get rid of all the pain, but I'm
Use your brain homie, do the thang, lemme talk to 'em
Use brain homie, do the right thang

You say the family that you got is in a gang
And the only way to make it is by cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the thang, lemme talk to 'em
Use your brain homie, do the right

I woke up this mornin' and got a
My pot'nah said he had news about a girl named Doll
She got fo' daddies, fo' kids by fo' different men
And she just out she's pregnant, I said, no, not again

Man, she gonna learn she don't wanna spend her life in court?
Lookin' for back payments and for that child supports
Chasin' checks, chasin' her ounce of respect, chasin'
Chasin' entertainers or and ballplayers

Not about a condom, I say, help her Lord, please
'Fore she stuck wit mo' babies or ends up some disease
You that you a momma and mommas, we can't lose ya, no
Treat yourself better, you carry seeds to the

And the future looks dim if we don't get ourselves
We gotta sacrifice, some do for the cheddar
So make the right decisions 'til you ready to birth
And know that you the most gift we have on this earth
Babies, and wake up, wake up

They say my folks'll do whatever for the fortune and the
And it'll take a to get rid of all the pain, but I'm sayin'
Use your baby, do the right thang, lemme talk to 'em
Use your brain baby, do the right

You say you want a family but it's without a mayne
And the only way to it is to get him fo' his change, but I'm sayin'
Use your baby, do the right thang, lemme talk to 'em
Use your brain baby, do the thang, lemme talk to 'em

up, wake up
a new day
C'mon brothers, up
sisters, wake up

ATL, up, wake up, baby
Chi-Town, wake up, up, wake up
Brooklyn's in the
Wake up,

Ludacris, Common and me, Spike Lee
do the right thing
I got it, I'm