Luyện nghe bài hát What's Going On

Verse 1: G

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

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

2: Afrika, Mike G

My blood brother is bleeding, a cryin' shame
Out on the street tryin' to play the
Formally an in-mate straight from
Can't him now 'cause you see it's just too late
He's on the run and 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 list of all the crime's he's committed
He says he do it, but we know he did it
Summons his lawyers, fingerprints, bung
for my brother, yo, he's at the drug spots
Livin' off that Chinese food
He says he only bumps the people when he's in the
Runnin' 'round with his and his 2-2's
I saw him night in the prime time news
and killed by a
His to the earth was a big mistake

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

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Verse 3: Afrika, G

A: Now, I've been all the do's and don't-do-not's
My mother, hallelujah, she called the
She said, "Don't play guns and play with knives
And most of all, play with other people's wives
When you're walkin' the street, pay the pushers no mind
'Cause all wanna 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
Stay in
G: be no fool
A: Don't lose temper
G: And keep cool
A: Follow your
G: And not friends
A: And some of your
G: Could lead you dead ends"
A: The other day my father said, "Son, God bless soul
Our is gettin' tougher and the world is cold"
I said, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, do you mean?" He said,
G: "You ain't got nothin' you got the green"
A: I to myself things are gonna be hard
So each and every day I to God
I say, "Now I lay me to sleep
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 goin' on

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