Luyện nghe bài hát Smile

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

It ain't too much s*** I gave a for
Real
Yo a a**hole by nature
game

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

(Styles P)
I know my n***a
I ask myself the s*** everyday
How the f*** am I to smile
real over here though

2 (Styles P)
Styles smile
The hood too
The lil is wild
Men trial
Hit 'em with some numbers he ain't eatin' doin'
He ain't even sleepin' he been thinkin' his child
real f***ed up but he won't see him for a while
Same try'na get you a money pile
You see the reefer or the jail doors locked
I keep a tech with the air holes
Now I don't wanna or get shot
But not
Gon' f*** with these f*** or air those Lox
real hard to sleep when its money on the mind and
Murder on the
Puffin' on the dutch with a full of iron
mom cryin' cuz somebody boy dyin'
It's the ol' s***
Wait the funeral
Same ol'
Crack money rap
The same ol'
As could've smiled out in Texas
Livin'
If the gon' get you but n****z'll leave you breathless
S*** I'm a
More like a
make it to dinner
Then after breakfast

(Styles P)

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

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