Luyện nghe bài hát Southtown (ep version)

Hướng dẫn luyện nghe

Bạn hãy nghe bài hát và điền từ còn thiếu vào các ô trống.
Sau khi điền hết, bạn nhấn nút gửi bài ở phía dưới để được chấm điểm.
Với những câu trả lời sai, bạn hãy rê chuột lên ô nhập để xem đáp án đúng.
Nếu bạn muốn luyện nghe lại với các ô trống khác thì click vào link "Làm lại bài điền từ khác" ở cuối bài.

Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Welcome to hard times back again like it's been for the first time
Seems to mess with my head so when I realize what it
Can I with whatever but never will you drive me to hate
Could be the next guy that you before I wake
Now I lay me down to sleep, tight when I pray
her is real life, circumstances make you think
Shall I be my blessings, the next second my eyes blink

Here in the Southtown and you that kids don't play
Put it down in the streets, will I see day
If I make it back this time, got to hold what is
And thank God that I made it
Here in the Southtown and you know that kids play
Put it down in the streets, will I see day
If I make it back time, got to hold what is mine
And God that I made it alive

One love it's easier said than
Can I rise above that gets in my way?
Like words you say, you let your get loose
And when push comes to shove, I'm not to walking away
I keep on looking up, because these are getting tough
Tomorrow's gone and the same old song
Father fill my cup, give me strength to up
A life to shine, the diamond in this rough

Here in the Southtown and you know that don't play
Put it down in the streets, I see another day
If I make it back this time, got to hold what is
And thank God that I made it
Here in the Southtown you that kid don't play
Put it in the streets, will I see another day
If I make it back this time, got to hold is mine
And thank God that I it alive

It got to be like this
Don't wanna throw up my fist, I resist
Don't wanna throw up my fist, it ain't got to be like
Don't throw up my fist, I must resist
Don't wanna throw up my fist, it ain't got to be like
Don't throw up my fist, I must resist
Don't wanna up my fist, it ain't got to be like this
Don't wanna throw up my fist, I must

It got to be
It got to be
It got to be
It got to be

Life got to be like this
Life got to be like this
isn't got to be like this
Life isn't got to be like
Here in the
now

Here in the Southtown and you know that kid play
Put it down in the streets, I see another day
If I make it back this time, got to what is mine
And God that I made it alive
in the Southtown you know that kid don't play
Put it down in the streets, will I see day
If I make it back time, got to hold what is mine
And thank God that I it alive, here in the Southtown