Luyện nghe bài hát Smile

(Trae)
You
I did understand why they always told me to smile

It ain't too much s*** I gave a for
talk
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 thought we'd make it and I'd have n****z hatin' a G
I got enough s*** that I deal on the day to day
Penitentiary's the life after death seem to go away
Even though I never know the outcomes always safe to pray
And try to do my best to he write 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' 'bout 'til he me Lorna died
It f***ed me up so much I couldn't even go to the
But if her family I'm gon' make sure that they straight
It's like this part of my life I live is near mastered
The more people I love the more they get took away
Sometimes I feel I talk to God a lil more the pastor
Prob'ly been livin' to make sure my son never 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 across my face the only way to her
In the process of bein' Trae I out as a child
cuz reality must stop
And told my cousin death before 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 numbers he ain't eatin' chow
He ain't sleepin' he been thinkin' 'bout his child
It's real f***ed up but he won't see him for a
Same try'na get you a money pile
You see the reefer or the jail doors locked
I keep a with the air holes cocked
Now I don't wanna shoot or get
But not
Gon' with these f*** n****z or air those Lox
It's real hard to sleep when its on the mind and
on the mind
Puffin' on the with a fist full of iron
Somebody mom cryin' cuz boy dyin'
It's the ol' s***
Wait the funeral
Same ol'
Crack rap money
The same ol'
As could've smiled out in Texas
reckless
If the cops gon' get you but n****z'll leave you
I'm a winner
More a sinner
make it to dinner
Then live breakfast

(Styles P)

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

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