Luyện nghe bài hát Smile

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

It ain't too s*** I gave a smile for
talk
Yo still a by nature
Peep

1 (Trae)
I comin' up able to love n***a watchin' n****z f*** over
over sea I kept it reala
But bein' real 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 don't to go away
Even though I never know the outcomes it's always to pray
And try to do my best to understand he write a rhyme
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 'til he me Lorna died
It f***ed me up so I couldn't even go to the wake
But if her called I'm gon' make sure that they straight
It's like this part of my life I live is damn near
The more people I love the they get took away faster
Sometimes I feel I talk to God a lil more than the
Prob'ly been livin' to make sure my son never become a
I've never been the one to quit I've been the leader
But I feel this world is like a and I know I don't need her
If I ever had this I never the time to meet her
So I feel a frown across my face the way to greet her
In the process of bein' I missed out as a child
cuz reality must stop
And they told my cousin before he thirty after checkin' his pile
He died at 28 so how the f*** am I supposed to s***

(Styles P)
I don't know my
I ask myself the same everyday
How the am I supposed to smile
Life's real over here

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

(Styles P)

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

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