Luyện nghe bài hát Why Oh Why

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

Why oh why do memories keep me?
Sometimes it makes me grab my shit and flee
Sometimes I wanna blow my 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
was the age when I discovered how good ballin' could be
Up every with the birdies doin' little drills
Go to my go to my right developin' mad skills

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

Why, oh, why do memories be me?
Sometimes it makes me grab my shit and flee
Even in when it's another color sport
I still be memorizin' lines out on the 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 color
I be rememberin' my partners on the basketball

Do you remember the court in September?
Me and my homies be down for
Would along and try to send us to the showers
the game that we'd been dominatin' there for hours

All day to be more specific east to
From Atlantic to Pacific would come round
To get and try to take our crown
But we would hold our ground and we would never back

Old timers, new would get in line there
And take a seat there and try to
But oh, no, there was no chance when we was in the
We was at the top, we had hops, we got props

And we needed to we busted chops
the court with your game like we was usin' mops
What ever happened to the Super Hoopers in the
I reminisce shootin' solitary after dark

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

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 be rememberin' my partners on the basketball

Why, oh,
Why, oh,

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

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

Rob, oh, Rob his whole life was like a coaster
But on the court he looked like a Dr. J.
Flyin' high an Afro blowin' in the wind
Wipin' Windex, finger rolls off the glass

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

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

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

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