Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from me
('Cause I'm from made me)
I from the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me, that's of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I can't be mad at what meet ahead
I don't my ghetto struggle due to my success
It that beautiful to write on overcomin' stress
Top Ramen noodles, thank pappy for the I was fed

Look at me now but all before, hey, Mr. Row
The dirty south ain't a name the way I've been poor
The burnin' white, I call it gizmo
Went a gun to them cars in a Jigga video

Can't find a meal to a mil, God know it
No record deal to a deal, I hard for it
Can I live to I'm livin' my Momma told it?
you reap it, gotta sow it, yeah

I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from me
('Cause I'm from made me)
I came the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me, that's of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, still on my but can't take
had to be just for me to get away
My sister had to leave, I respect her safe
Oh yeah, I had to grieve but I'm stronger this day

Pain, I can't it, you might say I'm ignorant
I'm mistakin' for courage, so gorgeous
Make it through two Bush, I can make it any forest
gave me the wish but the bottom is so important

37 Ave., 187
Miami, Carol City, now I'm of a legacy
I'm thankful for the hood, is love without jealousy?
There's only five letters really me

I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from me
('Cause where I'm from me)
I came from the of the slums

But now I got me, me, because of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I thought the been planted
It's damagin' my soul but my dreams been
triple life towards, much deeper than nurse planet
What could I want more than I never planned it?

Gets no lower a grabbin' at your feet
A man will stand for if he fall for the feet
A baller and a all in the street
If you beneath the sand then we all need a crease

R.O.O.T.S. before the branches, R.O.O.T.S. the mansions
R.O.O.T.S. before your paper crazier than Marilyn
R.O.O.T.S. with your grandparents, R.O.O.T.S. under your
R.O.O.T.S. you black, white or Spanish

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't where I'm from
'Cause I'm from made me
('Cause I'm from made me)
I came from the of the slums

But now I got me, me, that's of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.