Luyện nghe bài hát What Would U Do

(featuring Monetana)

[Paul
My life, all peaches and cream
This fame and this game bring, more pain than it seem
I ain't to be depressed, and I'm greatful for my blessing
But sometimes it just like, there's some'ing missing
I got all the answers, but no questions
I wonder if God's, just to teach me a lesson
The situations progressing, it's getting
I hope I don't fail my test and, the is on
say that pressure, busts pipes
So I keep my cool, and God for every breath of my life
I'm taking to the right, but still I end up wrong
I'm built for the ocean, but I'm stuck in backyard pond
I'm trying to my pace, in the place I belong
I'm going for the gold, but I keep getting
Who do I call to for advice, when all my mentors
This is my life, this ain't just the words to my what do I do

Monetana]
What do you do, when them haters you
it real and keep it true, get that dirt up off of you
Still swang and bang Screw, Swishahouse like it do
let them see the sweat on you, just keep it real

[Paul
This one for Broderick Brown, locked down
A 45 year sentence, I don't like how sound
We've been homies since Middle School, we childhood chums
But you got up, by life in the slums
I'm bout, where your life went
45 years of your life spent, with a aggravated robbery
You plead guilty, for a lesser
Even though the judge was harsh, still in charge
I be wishing that, I go back in time
And tell the that that nine, and the strack was mine
That be fine, but I guess it's too late for that
I know that court appointed lawyer, was
Ain't it ironic though, you went in Ferguson you end up in the
And the way that we communicate, is through a pen
give up, just do what you do
Live your life don't let your life you, just keep on moving

[Paul
People think, my life is all about and such
If I'm suppose to it good, why is my life so rough
I'm walking straight, but sometimes I to lean on a crutch
Nobody told me life get this tough, you gotta feel me though
Cause I ain't to be sad
I thank God for everything I got, and all the I had
I hard I still grind, all night in the lab
The best friends I had, was a pen and a pad
Cause people down, hating on me
we use to be down, but now you shady homie
I see 'em all up on the Internet, on me
Wondering when I flop, I know they waiting on me
A lot of rappers is jealous, all that we rap about is swangas
Mad cause they c.d.'s, below the like hangers
Should I retaliate the hate, and pay 'em back ten
They got me running hot, but I'm standing out in the cold do I do