Luyện nghe bài hát Facts Of Life

[Juelz
Lemme see you do
C'mon, lemme tell you about the of life

[Chorus: Theme from "Facts of Life"]
You the good, you take the bad
You take em both and there you
The facts of life, the facts of

You the good, you take the bad
You take em and there you have
The facts of life, the facts of

Santana]
Aiyyo I tried to take the good, I to take the bad
I tried to take em both man, what I have - nothin
Look I'm stuck with, dirty streets corrupted
Nothin to do but sell to the public - fuck it
I'm on these corners eighths of crack
From the day to the night, to the day back
and these hoes'll try to get you for cribs and get you for
Stick you with kids you produce
lady but I'm just spittin the truth
Yeah I know do creep shit too - fuck em
See it's a fact is dogs
Just like it's a fact if I can't rap, I'm in the kitchen whippin the raw
it hard on the corners, dishin it off
Hopin the cops never me and ship me up north
The hustle's inside me, no one or can guide me
Stuck in lobby with crack, that's my life, that's the facts, c'mon

Killa, facts of life, facts of life, facts of
I got a ROC habit, I copped karits, how could I not it?
Ice drippin my neck, even the lock lavish
But my prized possession - cop badges
That I got from a scuffle with these cop
I unlock handcuffs, my
I don't wanna talk to y'all if ya not
I'm not average, my old school, stop it
Seen my principal, showed off my fox
No feelings though sir, got passed it
See y'all failed me in math but I got it
Guns, credit dog - got plastic
When I in the street, man I stop traffic
You should carriage and pay homage
How I got cabbage I tell you I love you ma, it's not
But hell wit the you spit
You'll ya own beach and six and that's the fact of life

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[Juelz
Yo, now you could catch me holla'n at every bitch my way like "Hey"
Ma, you feel like talkin
My is Juelz, I promise I will feed you the ice
If anything I'll teach you, I lead you though
tell you not to go down that 11th street pad
I'll you from the losers and deadbeat dads
I'm tryna live the facts of my life
But I realized, yo it's just a few in my life
This rap, this mic, pack I got strapped in my Nikes
Damn my hurt, these straps is too tight

I know just how it is dog, I'm pitchin
Right around the corner Bill Clinton
and brocllii's on, you know the grill chickens
You sixteen, Cam is down
How you it - rhymes, O's, grams or pounds?
though ban-damn it down
Putcha hammers down, from now on its Santana's

Santana]
You take the coke, you the bake
You shake and scrape and you have
The crack of life, the of life
You hit the block with the rock, watch for and there you get
The stacks in life, stacks in
Mommy said "Will you ever grow up"
I think I'll never grow up, I think I'd blow up
'cause I love to run the streets, ladies, gettin money
That's a of fact, life's a matter of fact
'cause when you liivviinn up to ya
I'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my about
you liivviinn up to ya dreeaamms
I'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's