Luyện nghe bài hát What's Going On

Verse 1: G

It's a cryin' shame, brothers life as a game
Growing up the law, but no-one knows who's to blame
drugs on the corner, you don't have to, but you wanna
A meal is hard to make, but you tell yourself gonna
12 to 12, day into evening
I wonder how you to be grieving
Your meal is made and time to chill
You buy the black Mercedes Benz with the gold to the
Cruisin' up the ave while your get jealous
You find out, you quickly get
You buy a gun, it help but hurt you
Because your so-called friend on you
in the pen serving 10 to 20
Your boy snatched your girl and put use to money
You're out for teen, but what does it
You're just a wasted, brother who lost it all on a dream

Chorus: (sampled from What's On by Marvin Gaye)
goin' on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Yeah, what's goin' on,

Verse 2: Afrika, G

My blood is bleeding, it's a cryin' shame
Out on the street to play the game
an in-mate straight from upstate
Can't stop him now you see it's just too late
on the run and he's got a gun
Stay out his way unless you want
See, he's gettin' older, a bit bolder
Got his name up in the 5-0 folder
A big Christmas list of all the crime's committed
He says he didn't do it, but we he did it
Summons his lawyers, fingerprints, shots
Lookin' for my brother, yo, at the drug spots
off that cheap Chinese food
He says he bumps the people when he's in the mood
Runnin' 'round his crews and his 2-2's
I saw him last night in the time news
Shot and by a
His birth to the was a big mistake

Now, history was not my subject
I used to flip through the pages and get
Seein' little of black and too of the other
(They tried to you) Picture that, a jungle brother
Read this, that, answer question 3
But when I got to 3, it had nothin' to do me
Somethin' was wrong, and I it all along
Now me (please) what's goin' on

Repeat

3: Afrika, Mike G

A: Now, been told all the do's and don't-do-not's
My mother, hallelujah, she called the
She said, "Don't play with guns and play with
And most of all, don't play with other wives
you're walkin' down the street, pay the pushers no mind
'Cause all they do is put your mind on cloud nine
Put your head up and your feet on the ground
You have to be like everybody else to be down
in school
G: Don't be no
A: Don't your temper
G: And your cool
A: Follow heart
G: And not friends
A: And some of friends
G: Could lead you into ends"
A: The day my father said, "Son, God bless your soul
Our life is tougher and the world is cold"
I said, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, do you mean?" He said,
G: "You got nothin' 'less you got the green"
A: I realise to myself things are be hard
So each and every day I to God
I say, "Now I lay me down to
G: I the Lord my soul to keep
A: If I die before I wake
G: Take me to 'cause I need a break
A: But if you let me to another morn
G: I'd like to know what's on

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What's on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Tell me what's on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I