Luyện nghe bài hát Soon You'll Understand

(Let him hold you, let him you)
You don't understand now because cryin', and you hurt
(Soon understand)
You'll understand soon enough, soon

You're my friend's sister, grown woman and all
But you see how I am around girls, I 'em all
Plus mom call me son, around you since I was small
Shit I watched you mature, nah, this right
But when your boyfriend ditched you, life's a bitch you cried
my right shoulder, I told you to wipe your eyes
Take your when you likin' a guy
'Cause if he sense that feelings too intense, it's pimp or die
I bought you earrings on birthday
you to college your first day

It must be sad, though it to say
We never be a item, don't even like him
You deserve better, this is ugly, Gina, please don't me
There's better guys out other than me
(You need a lawyer or a doctor or somebody like you know)
Like a lawyer or a doctor a Ph.d.
Think of how upset mother and brother would be
If they found you was huggin' me
My is fuckin' with me

Let him hold you, let him you
Soon you'll

Man, I look in the of a
(Let him hold you, let him you)
This, a kid that stole life and me
(Soon understand)
We're tryin', tryin' to make it work
I'm young, and I ain't ready, and I you

It ain't like, I ain't tell you day one, I ain't shit
When it comes to relationships, I don't the patience
Now it's too late, we got a little life
And in my mind, I want you to be my wife forever
But in the physical it's I'm-a be trife forever
A different girl every night forever, told you to
But you're stubborn and you him and
No what despite all the fuckin' and the cheatin'
You still won't leave him, now you're

And I bad, believe me
But I'm young and I ain't ready and ain't easy
fair to tell you to wait, so I told you to skate
You not to, now look at the shit we gotta go through
Doin' a fight, in a fuss, you the mother of my baby
I don't want you to hate me, is about us
me, I ain't ready to be what you want me to be
Because I love you, I want you to leave,

Let him hold you, let him you
Soon you'll

Mm, ma
(Let him you, let him touch you)
I mean, I seen you two or three jobs
(Soon understand)
Daddy I, I thought I was makin' things better
I it worse

ma, I'm in the cell, lonely as hell
Writin' this scribe, thinkin' 'bout how you must inside
You tried to teach me better, but I refused to
God damn I ain't the young man you used to know
You said, "The street claim lives", but I wanted things
Bling ice I was wrong in hindsight
Shit we grew apart, try to blame it on new spouse
I know it hurt like the day you kicked me out

But your house is your house, I ain't respect the
I brought crack past your door, with rival crews
And who wants to be the mother of a son who drugs
saw me on the corner slingin' "Larry Love"
Meanwhile, you workin' hard like, two or three
Tryin' to feed me and my siblings, makin' an honest
Who am I kiddin' I, call myself the load?
I made the heavy, I need money for commissary
Try to understand,

Let him hold you, let him you
Soon you'll

Let him you, let him touch you
Soon you'll

Let him hold you, let him you
Soon understand

Let him hold you, let him you
Soon understand

Let him you, let him touch you
Soon you'll

Let him hold you, let him you
you'll understand