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 called enemies, caution called family
And flat tires called jacks but if you a spare called determination

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

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
That's not what counts, kill or be
Somehow I have to buy mama pon di hill

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, I was small and growin' up
If we cook than fall is up
Paul left town since Dennis up
Now him have Benz and nah him friend

But di odda day him get back on di old
daylight like round 12 o'clock
And come pon di corna wid dem fake act
And from dem tun millionaire and neva nuttin back, but

I forget where I come from
No 'mount of money can't change man, 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 have to buy house pon di hill