Luyện nghe bài hát Why Oh Why

I say my prayers every mornin' just orange juice
I the crinkles out my body till I'm feelin' loose
I strap my sneakers on my like they was combat boots
They fit my like Cinderella when I'm shootin' hoops

Why oh why do keep chasin' me?
Sometimes it makes me grab my shit and flee
Sometimes I wanna my brains to put my life at ease
But I ain't out I gotta see the seven seas

Please, seven's a very lucky for me
That was the age when I discovered how good ballin' be
Up every mornin' with the doin' little drills
Go to my left go to my right mad skills

How could a love for this game bring so sadness
I with brothas with so much badness
But now they gone I sing a song pop a
From the top of the key in memory

Why, oh, why do be chasin' me?
it makes me wanna grab my shit and flee
Even in seasons when it's another color
I still be lines out on the basketball court singin'

Why, oh why do be chasin' me?
Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my and flee
in seasons when it's another color sport
I be rememberin' my on the basketball court

Do you runnin' the court in September?
Me and my be down for whoever
come along and try to send us to the showers
From the game that we'd been dominatin' for hours

All day to be more specific to west
From Atlantic to Pacific fools would round
To get down and try to our crown
But we hold our ground and we would never back down

Old timers, new timers would get in there
And take a there and try to prepare
But oh, no, there was no when we was in the zone
We was alone at the top, we had hops, we got

And when we needed to we busted
Wipe the court your game like we was usin' mops
ever happened to the Super Hoopers in the park
I while shootin' solitary after dark

Why, oh, why do be chasin' me?
Sometimes it makes me grab my shit and flee
Even in seasons when it's another sport
I still be lines out on the basketball court singin'

Why, oh why do be chasin' me?
Sometimes it makes me grab my shit and flee
Even in seasons when it's another sport
I be rememberin' my partners on the court

Why, oh,
Why, oh,

Brother C came fresh from out of
And he had handles and like he could clown ya
Dribblin' baby between drinkin' forty ounces
ya on your heels and do circles like he was Curly Neal

But oh no, the liquor got quicker to his head and he
"I I musta placed some stupid bets"
He hit me up for some cash, there was a car
A splash and then the brother made a mad

Rob, oh, Rob his whole was like a roller coaster
But on the he looked like a Dr. J. Poster
high with an Afro blowin' in the wind
Wipin' Windex, index finger off the glass

Then swish through the net jump a Corvette with a pirouette
But off the he had a few temptations copulations
No by 24 he had 3 pregnations
Last check crack

So many other brothers from this dimension
And none of those who got hurt receive a
Give a bup, bup, to those locked up in
too many dimension
And we say, "One more time, one time"

Why, oh, why do be chasin' me?
Sometimes it me wanna grab my shit and flee
Even in seasons when it's another sport
I still be memorizin' lines out on the court singin'

Why, oh why do be chasin' me?
Sometimes it makes me wanna my shit and flee
Even in seasons when it's another sport
I be rememberin' my on the basketball court