Luyện nghe bài hát Tell a Story

This is life, yo
You got ups and you got downs, man
You got and you got ups
We all go through the same thing on days, man
act like you ain't like me
What, you don't put your on one leg at a time

What's going on with you,
Let me you somethin', man
I'm to tell you about
life on this one, look at here

These the we all go through
It's life for me and you
feel bad, I know you feel bad

Things that everyday
Around the world or your way
We just just a story, tell a story

Where can I start? at the part
Me at the part, this part
Provin' role, waitin' on old
got fronted at eight for that blow

Now you run the pot, me rock
Back on the block a few in the sock
Doing the heavy, cops in the
Scopin' his every already

and deadly, cool his belly
Probably get popped right in front of the
The ghetto to mallon, his tools was
His was ready to do whatevy

Got juice but not tryin' to in the power
Ain't burnin' the pot, now you watchin' me
Chop, drop, swap, we cop, chop, drop, swap, we cop
Chop, stop, you pop, we

Swallow that [Incomprehensible]
Only thirteen, he ain't what it mean
But he the green the American dream

His says stop, his father was hot
Couldn't stop 'cause he coulda got shot
They move him down south to him out
And he's still selling by the big warmer house

But what you gon' do when it's all up to
Stuck in this cell nothing to do
But tell a story, tell a

These are the we all go through
It's everyday for me and you
feel bad, I know you feel bad

Things that happen
Around the world or around way
We just tell a story, tell a story

Jenny was bad, she stayed on
Hung guys, she liked that attention
her daddy an honorable mention
He wrote her while he was in prison

Brother home, momma was gone
them doubles, now she all alone
Stuck at the crib no food or a phone
What you Your girl gon' be on

Party at house, people would come
Sippin' that scissor, hitten them
Underage kids could come and get
Did I hit it? Well, just once

She had a boyfriend, they was in
He had a job, he was the
Same shit's on the
Now she two letters a week singin'

What is the number that you'll ever do?
When your looking for love and ain't there to hug
And two is the number is as bad as one
When your hurtin' your soul thinking you're makin' a at home but

are the thing we all go through
It's everyday for me and you
Don't feel bad, I you feel bad

Things happen everyday
Around the world or your way
We tell a story, tell a story

is starting to get old
Got me feelin' a whales in fish bowl
When the city summers can get cold
[Incomprehensible] your home is gonna get stole

Everybody and momma got bad credit
It don't matter, we like we athletic
On the run from the till we asthmatic
In a house with a bill

This ain't but life for ghetto youths
I'm writing spitting this little booth
If I lie, I still mix it with truth
When I go down, nigga, I'm proof

get mad 'cause I'm stuck in this glory
And y'all rappers ain't go to for me
But now, I guess the story's over, story's over

These are the we all go through
It's life just me and you
Don't feel bad, I know you bad

that happen everyday
Around the or around your way
We tell a story, tell a story

These are the we all go through
It's everyday for me and you
Don't feel bad, I know you bad

Things that everyday
Around the or around your way
We just a story, tell a story

Ryhmefest, a of records, man
We document this for you
it down, Chicago, ma, ya
We just tell a story, nigga, don't
We outta