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 on different days, man
act like you ain't like me
What, you don't put your pants on one leg at a

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

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

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

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

Now you run the pot, watch me
Back on the block with a few in the
Doing the heavy, in the Chevy
his every move already

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

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

Swallow that working
Only thirteen, he ain't know what it
But he lovin' the the American dream

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

But what you gon' do when all up to you?
in this cell with nothing to do
But a story, tell a story

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

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

Jenny was bad, she on suspension
around guys, she liked that attention
Give her daddy an honorable
He wrote her while he was in prison

Brother ain't home, was gone
Working them doubles, now she all
Stuck at the crib no food or a phone
What you thinkin'? girl gon' be on

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

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

What is the loneliest number that you'll do?
When your looking for love and daddy there to hug
And two is the number is as bad as one
When hurtin' your soul thinking you're makin' a feelin' 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

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

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

Everybody and momma got bad credit
It don't matter, we ball we athletic
On the run from the cops till we
In a house with a [Incomprehensible]

This nothin' but life for ghetto youths
That I'm spitting this little booth
If I lie, I still mix it with little
I go down, nigga, I'm living proof

Don't get mad I'm stuck in this glory
And y'all rappers go nothing to for me
But right now, I the story's over, story's over

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

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

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

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

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