Luyện nghe bài hát Facts Of Life

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

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

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

Santana]
Aiyyo I tried to take the good, I to take the bad
I tried to take em man, look 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 corners hustlin eighths of crack
the day to the night, to the day come back
and these try to get you for cribs and get you for loot
Stick you with you didn't produce
Sorry lady but I'm just spittin the
I know niggaz do creep shit too - fuck em
See it's a fact is dogs
Just like it's a fact that if I rap, I'm in the kitchen whippin the raw
Gettin it hard on the corners, it off
Hopin the cops never me and ship me up north
The hustle's inside me, no one or nothin can me
Stuck in this lobby with crack, 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 prized possession - cop badges
That I got a scuffle with these cop bastards
I handcuffs, my cockmatics
I don't wanna to y'all if ya not attics
I'm not average, my old school, stop it
Seen my principal, off my fox fabric
No hard feelings sir, got passed it
See failed me in math but I got passed it
Guns, credit cards dog - got
I floss in the street, man I stop traffic
You should stop and pay homage
How I got cabbage I tell you I love you ma, not marriage
But wit the speech you spit
You'll have ya own 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 walkin my way "Hey"
Ma, you feel talkin today?
My name is Juelz, I I will feed you the ice
If anything I'll teach you, I you though life
tell you not to go down that 11th street pad
I'll you from the losers and deadbeat dads
I'm just tryna the facts of my life
But I realized, yo it's just a few facts in my
This rap, this mic, pack I got strapped in my Nikes
my ankle hurt, these straps is too tight

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

[Juelz
You take the coke, you the bake
You shake and and there you have
The crack of life, the crack of
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 grow up, I think I'd rather blow up
'cause I love to run the streets, chasin ladies, gettin
a matter of fact, life's a matter of fact
'cause when you up to ya dreeaamms
I'll what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's about
When you liivviinn up to ya
I'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you my hood's about