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 the same thing on different days, man
Don't act like you ain't 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 tell you
life on this one, look at here

These the we all go through
It's everyday for me and you
feel 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? Start at the
Me at the part, playin' part
Provin' this role, 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, cops in the
Scopin' his move already

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

Got but not tryin' to turn 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 working [Incomprehensible]
Only thirteen, he ain't know it mean
But he lovin' the the American dream

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

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

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

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

Jenny was bad, she stayed on
Hung around guys, she that attention
Give her daddy an mention
He wrote her letters he was in prison

Brother home, momma was gone
Working doubles, now she all alone
Stuck at the crib with no food or a
you thinkin'? Your girl 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 just

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

What is the loneliest that 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 thinking you're makin' a feelin' at home but

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

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

This is to get old
Got me like a whales in fish bowl
the city where summers can get cold
When your home is gonna get stole

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

This ain't nothin' but life for ghetto
That I'm writing spitting little booth
If I lie, I mix it with little truth
I go down, nigga, I'm living proof

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

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

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

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

that happen everyday
Around the world or around 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 a story, nigga, don't borey
We here