Luyện nghe bài hát Smile

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

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

1 (Trae)
I remember comin' up able to love n***a n****z f*** over
They sea I kept it reala
But real ain't really always what n****z make it to be
I never we'd make it and I'd have n****z hatin' a G
I got enough s*** that I with on the day to day
Penitentiary's the life death don't seem to go away
though I never know the outcomes it's always safe to pray
And try to do my best to understand he write a away
I got a from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the f*** you talkin' 'bout 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
It's like this part of my life I live is damn mastered
The more people I love the they get took away 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 been the leader
But I feel this world is a b***h and I know I don't need her
If I ever had this I never took the to meet her
So I feel a frown my face the only way to greet her
In the process of bein' Trae I missed out as a
Prob'ly cuz reality stop
And they told my cousin death before he thirty after checkin' his
He died at 28 so how the f*** am I to smile s***

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

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

(Styles P)

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

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