Luyện nghe bài hát Smile

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

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

1 (Trae)
I remember comin' up able to love watchin' n****z f*** over
They over sea I it reala
But bein' 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*** 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 best to 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 f*** you talkin' 'bout 'til he me Lorna died
It f***ed me up so much I even go to the wake
But if her family called I'm gon' make sure that they
It's like this part of my I live is damn near mastered
The more people I the more they get took away faster
Sometimes I feel I talk to God a lil more than the
Prob'ly 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 this world is like a b***h and I know I don't her
If I ever had this I never took the time to her
So I a frown across 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 before he thirty after checkin' his pile
He at 28 so how the f*** am I supposed to smile s***

(Styles P)
I know my n***a
I ask the same s*** everyday
How the f*** am I supposed to
Life's over here though

2 (Styles P)
Styles don't
The hood too
The lil n****z is
Men lost
Hit 'em with some he ain't eatin' doin' chow
He ain't even sleepin' he been thinkin' 'bout his
It's f***ed up but he won't see him for a while
Same bulls*** get you a money pile
You don't see the reefer or the jail locked
I keep a tech the air holes cocked
Now I don't wanna shoot or get
But not
Gon' f*** with f*** n****z or air those Lox
It's hard to sleep when its money on the mind and
Murder on the
Puffin' on the dutch with a full of iron
Somebody mom cryin' cuz somebody boy
It's the ol' s***
till the funeral
Same ol'
money rap money
The ol' grip
As Trae smiled out in Texas
Livin'
If the gon' get you but n****z'll leave you breathless
S*** I'm a
More a sinner
make it to dinner
Then after breakfast

(Styles P)

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

3 (Jadakiss)
Nothin' to about
lil n****z is wildin' out
Do somethin' to 'em they out
Everybody lookin' at you you foulin' out
Every hood everywhere that's it's now about
The is half your age
you half the gage
Daily news half the
as a thug now he ain't just fly
Couple in the group home in DFY
Truthfully what could have pended but never did
And he
As a youthful cuz he's a kid
is
The he shot was connected
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
They say you promised tomorrow
They got the drop and hit him right in his with a hollow