Luyện nghe bài hát Smile

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

It ain't too much I gave a smile for
talk
Yo still a by nature
game

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

(Styles P)
I don't my n***a
I ask myself the s*** everyday
How the f*** am I supposed to
Life's over here though

2 (Styles P)
Styles smile
The too foul
The lil is wild
Men lost
Hit 'em with some he ain't eatin' doin' chow
He ain't even sleepin' he been thinkin' 'bout his
It's real f***ed up but he won't see him for a
Same try'na get you a money pile
You don't see the reefer or the doors locked
I keep a tech with the air holes
Now I don't wanna shoot or get
But not
Gon' f*** with these f*** n****z or air Lox
It's real hard to sleep its money on the mind and
Murder on the
on the dutch with a fist full of iron
Somebody mom cryin' cuz boy dyin'
the same ol' s***
Wait till the
ol' trip
Crack rap money
The ol' grip
As could've smiled out in Texas
reckless
If the gon' get you but n****z'll leave you breathless
S*** I'm a
like a sinner
Try'na it to dinner
Then live breakfast

(Styles P)

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

3 (Jadakiss)
Nothin' to about
These lil n****z is out
Do to 'em they dialin' out
Everybody lookin' at you you foulin' out
Every hood everywhere that's what now about
The shootas is half age
Give you the gage
Daily half the page
Known as a thug now he just fly
months in the group home in DFY
Truthfully what could have been pended but did
And he
As a offender cuz he's a kid
is
The he shot was connected
He comin' thinkin' he's sweet and don't expect it
Big but he's young
To him still fun
360 new gear blue steel gun
say you ain't promised tomorrow
They got the and hit him right in his head with a hollow