Luyện nghe bài hát What Would U Do

(featuring Monetana)

[Paul
My life, ain't all and cream
This fame and this game bring, more pain than it seem
I ain't trying to be depressed, and I'm greatful for my
But sometimes it just feels like, there's some'ing
I got all the answers, but ain't no
I if God's, just trying to teach me a lesson
The situations progressing, it's getting
I I don't fail my test and, the heat is on
They say that pressure, busts
So I keep my cool, and thank God for every of my life
I'm steps 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 maintain my pace, in the place I
I'm going for the gold, but I keep getting
Who do I call to for advice, when all my gone
This is my life, this ain't the words to my song what do I do

Monetana]
What do you do, when haters after you
Keep it real and keep it true, get dirt up off of you
Still and bang Screw, Swishahouse like what it do
Don't let them see the on you, just keep it real

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

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