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

What's on with 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 feel bad, I you feel bad

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

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

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

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

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

that working [Incomprehensible]
Only thirteen, he know what it mean
But he the green the American dream

His says stop, his father was hot
just stop 'cause he coulda got shot
They move him down to straighten him out
And he's still selling by the big warmer house

But what you do when it's all up to you?
Stuck in this cell with to do
But tell a story, a story

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

Things happen everyday
Around the or around your way
We just just 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 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 thinkin'? Your gon' be on

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

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

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

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

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

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

and your momma got bad credit
It don't matter, we ball like we
On the run the cops till we asthmatic
In a house a bill [Incomprehensible]

This ain't nothin' but life for youths
I'm writing spitting this little booth
If I lie, I mix it with 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

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

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

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 your way
We tell 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 here