Luyện nghe bài hát I Get By

Mississippi,
Big

In the south till the day the lord comes to get me
This is how it was growing up in
When I ran around the in big K's and troops
When the Quintin boys were just gangs to mess with
I remember man Chucky got shot, yeah
Lying there bleeding man Jackson mall lot
Before the lords and folks,
Before my friends started to buy, cook up and dope,
Before we all to thug,
Me and Chucky up in stopped goin' a two man bug
David Lewis June 4th Chris you and Keith Robinson
Bozo and me, Circuit Los and with it
it man we older left the story, move on
Goin to the brooke jsut see my Leena
Before I learned to shop your ass with the neena, yeah

I get by with some help, with some help from my friends x2]
I get by x4]
With some from friends yall,
From my yall, yeah

Sugar on some bread roaches on the wall
On the weekends all day walkin' through the
That cheese and them red tangled blocks be
Boxing in the corner so that bass wouldn't
Your uncles coming over sippin' yak weed
They let you take a hit if you wouldn't T
And talk about yellow niggas to the feds
Man the real locked up, on dope, or dead
Man head to my grave had to holla at
Put some roses on the toss some juice and then bail
First cousin, best friend, all I had
Me and her on the bumpin' JJ Fat
Supersonic, its ironic that gone I'm alone
But I'm not cause I'm feeling your in my bones
I wish you of lived to see your cousin get grown
But you died and left here to get by

Just to say man
We need to get back to goin' to house
Lil' kids football in the streets
From the south
Big

You know, you know, you
Yeah, yeah, yeah,