Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

Listen up, turn your box up, all around
one's strictly for the ghetto
Some of y'all recognize, some of y'all
pay attention and listen close

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

And night before they would fall asleep
Theyd pray for and food to eat
But the landlord huffed and blew the house
Now they out on the

And now she cleans, she
The they drop
The sound that drowns it out
Comes my music box

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got my music box
My box