Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

Listen up, turn your box up, all around
This one's for the ghetto
of y'all recognize, some of y'all won't
Better pay and listen close

was an old lady who lived in my hood
That sold freeze for a quarter
Had so many kids that I count
More sons she had daughters

And every night before would fall asleep
pray for shelter and food to eat
But the landlord and blew the house down
Now out on the streets

And now she cleans, she
The they drop
The only that drowns it out
from my music box

So just let the music
let it stop
It easy growing up in the hood
But I got my box

the sirens sound wind it up
Or the ring down just wind it up
[Incomprehensible] the but Im up to no good
Cause I got my box

was an old man, he lived in the hood
Had bands, dimes, and quarters worth a block
Put him away, his wife and kids
And a sexist teenage

Couldn't the reflections, starved to perfection
I've it all before
Now she ignores the of a kid folk
Tell her stay home but she creeping out the back

And now she pays the
Young girl so
I your pain, try to maintain
up your music box

So let the music play
Don't let it
It ain't easy up in the hood
But I got my box

the sirens sound wind it up
Or the ring down just wind it up
[Incomprehensible] the but Im up to no good
I got my music box

This hood got me sick
Call the doctor, quick, quick,
Doctor, doctor, will I
Na, na, young girl, just let the song

So just let the play
let it stop
It ain't easy growing up in the
But I got my box

When the sound wind it up
Or the shots down just wind it up
the hood but Im up to no good
Cause I got my box

I got my music box
My box