Luyện nghe bài hát Smile

(Trae)
You
I never did why they always told me to smile

It ain't too s*** I gave a smile for
talk
Yo still a a**hole by
game

1 (Trae)
I remember comin' up able to love n***a n****z f*** over
They sea I kept it reala
But bein' real ain't really always n****z make it to be
I never thought we'd make it and I'd have n****z a G
I got enough that I deal with on the day to day
Penitentiary's the life after death don't to go away
Even though I never the outcomes it's always safe to pray
And try to do my to understand he write a rhyme away
I got a call Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me Lorna died
It me up so much I couldn't even go to the wake
But if her family called I'm gon' sure that they straight
It's like this of my life I live is damn near mastered
The more people I love the more they get took faster
Sometimes I feel I talk to God a lil than the pastor
been livin' to make sure my son never become a bastard
I've never been the one to quit I've always the leader
But I feel world is like a b***h and I know I don't need her
If I ever had this I never the time to meet her
So I feel a frown my face the only way to greet her
In the process of bein' Trae I out as a child
cuz reality must stop
And they told my cousin death he thirty after checkin' his pile
He at 28 so how the f*** am I supposed to smile s***

(Styles P)
I don't know my
I ask myself the same s***
How the f*** am I supposed to
Life's real over though

2 (Styles P)
Styles smile
The too foul
The lil n****z is
Men trial
Hit 'em with some he ain't eatin' doin' chow
He ain't even sleepin' he been thinkin' 'bout his
It's real up but he won't see him for a while
Same bulls*** try'na get you a money
You don't see the reefer or the jail doors
I keep a tech with the air cocked
Now I wanna shoot or get shot
But not
Gon' f*** with these f*** or air those Lox
It's real to sleep when its money on the mind and
on the mind
Puffin' on the dutch a fist full of iron
Somebody mom cryin' cuz somebody boy
It's the ol' s***
Wait till the
Same ol'
money rap money
The ol' grip
As Trae smiled out in Texas
reckless
If the cops gon' get you but n****z'll you breathless
S*** I'm a
like a sinner
Try'na make it to
live after breakfast

(Styles P)

S.P.
How the are we suppose to smile
Man
Answer me
Maybe f***in' smile

3 (Jadakiss)
Nothin' to about
lil n****z is wildin' out
Do somethin' to 'em dialin' out
Everybody lookin' at you you foulin' out
Every hood everywhere that's what now about
The is half your age
you half the gage
Daily news half the
Known as a thug now he just fly
Couple in the group home in DFY
Truthfully could have been pended but never did
And he
As a offender cuz he's a kid
is
The person he shot was
He comin' thinkin' he's sweet and don't expect it
Big but he's still
To him still fun
360 waves new gear steel gun
They say you ain't promised
They got the drop and hit him right in his head with a