Luyện nghe bài hát Rudeboy Pledge

The road to is not straight, there's a curve called failure
A loop confusion, speed bumps called friends
And red light enemies, caution signs called family
And flat tires called but if you have a spare called determination

And an engine called perseverance, insurance called faith
And the drive to make it, you'll reach a place called
Can you hear me? Dat one yah a fi di youth dem
Yo, star this a murder, man, a ghetto fi life, yo

I cannot forget where I from
No of money can't change man, still blaze di skunk
But some leave di ghetto get and turn punk
But I won't forget my roots 'cause I worship money
That's not what counts, or be killed
Somehow I have to buy mama pon di hill

I've been through and wars
I mon survive it with justa few
Nuff man some gone behind bars
So right now real ghetto don't fear police cars

Experience stage, it's
Eye up from di streets and college
But when di whole a we one sausage
Serve a now and then mi send back a package
Weh seh

I cannot forget I come from
No of money can't change man, still blaze di skunk
But some di ghetto get rich and turn punk
But I forget my roots 'cause I don't worship money
not what counts, kill or be killed
Somehow I to buy mama house pon di hill

Some man mek it and a live betta
And don't recall di days when we walk wid
A simple bring strife
Some man a diss dem baby, fi dem Uptown wife

Dem a but he a find out
See dem inna di club and cash all about
And post like thug when in dem a scout
Nuff a dem neva look back dem and sell out but

I cannot forget I come from
No 'mount of money can't change man, blaze di skunk
But some leave di ghetto get rich and turn
But I won't forget my roots 'cause I don't worship
That's not what counts, or be killed
I have to buy mama house pon di hill

Yo, when I was and growin' up
If we cook fall is showin' up
Paul left town since blown up
Now him have Benz and nah him friend

But di day him get back on di old block
Broad daylight like round 12
And pon di corna wid dem likkle fake act
And dem tun millionaire and neva give nuttin back, but

I cannot forget where I from
No of money can't change man, still blaze di skunk
But some di ghetto get rich and turn punk
But I won't my roots 'cause I don't worship money
not what counts, kill or be killed
Somehow I to buy mama house pon di hill