Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box

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

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

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

And now she cleans, she
The tears they
The only sound that it out
from my music box

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

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

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

shake the reflections, starved to perfection
I've seen it all
Now she ignores the of a kid folk
Tell her stay home but she creeping out the door

And now she the cost
Young girl so
I your pain, try to maintain
Wind up your 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 hood but Im up to no
I got my music box

This hood situation's got me
Call the doctor, quick, quick,
Doctor, doctor, will I
Na, na, young girl, just let the play

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

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

Cause I got my box
My box