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
Don't act you ain't like me
What, you don't put your on one leg at a time

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

was bad, she stayed on suspension
Hung around guys, she liked that
Give her an honorable mention
He wrote her letters while he was in

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

Party at Jam's house, would come
Sippin' that scissor, them blunts
Underage could come and get drunk
Did I hit it? Well, maybe once

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

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

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

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

is starting to get old
Got me like a whales in fish bowl
When the city where can get cold
When [Incomprehensible] your home is get stole

Everybody and your got bad credit
It matter, we ball like we athletic
On the run from the till we asthmatic
In a house with a bill

ain't nothin' but life for ghetto youths
That I'm spitting this little booth
If I lie, I still mix it little truth
When I go down, nigga, I'm living

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

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

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

These are the thing we all go
everyday life 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

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