Luyện nghe bài hát Facts Of Life

[Juelz
see you do this
C'mon, lemme tell you the facts of life

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

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

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

Killa, of life, facts of life, facts of life
I got a ROC habit, I copped karits, how could I not it?
Ice drippin down my neck, even the lavish
But my most prized - cop badges
That I got from a scuffle these cop bastards
I unlock handcuffs, my
I wanna talk to y'all if ya not attics
I'm not average, my old school, passed it
Seen my principal, off my fox fabric
No hard feelings though sir, got it
See y'all me in math but I got passed it
Guns, credit cards dog - got
When I in the street, man I stop traffic
You stop carriage and pay homage
How I got cabbage I tell you I love you ma, not marriage
But hell wit the speech you
You'll have ya own beach and six and the fact of life

2x]

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

I know just how it is dog, I'm pitchin
around the corner from Bill Clinton
Beef and brocllii's on, you 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 take the
You shake and and there you have
The of life, the crack of life
You hit the with the rock, watch for cops and there you get
The stacks in life, stacks in
Mommy always "Will you ever grow up"
I think I'll never grow up, I think I'd rather up
'cause I love to run the streets, chasin ladies, gettin
That's a matter of fact, life's a matter of
'cause you liivviinn up to ya dreeaamms
I'll show what my hood's about, I'll you what my hood's about
When you liivviinn up to ya
I'll show what my hood's about, I'll you what my hood's about