Luyện nghe bài hát Young Homie(full)

Open up my with these spoken words,
Let this music heal an overture,
She's the only one, one, one, yeah,
And so I with her, ooh,
how it's supposed to be,
Living life with ones close to me,
Shh, ah, is the remedy,
And I got the recipe, I need no Hennessey,
Yeah, it's nine months now,
had a drink and I'm starting to see clear now,
I'm all my fears down,
I can hear the now,
Seeing peace when I look around

Hey, young homie you trippin' on
at life, like how did I get it wrong,
Life's too short, live it long,
To my brothers and sisters, when we get along,
Hey, young what you trippin' on,
at life, like how did I get it wrong,
Life's too short, gotta it long,
To my and sisters when will we get along

Open up your eyes, around
Homie, can you see how it's down?
locked up, sisters knocked up
If you wanna build your love up, put your hate
Ooh, that's the only way to
negatives to positives
"It's gonna be alright" Bob said
Fuck the dumb shit, keep it movin', that's time it is

Hey, young homie you trippin' on
Looking at life, how did I get it wrong,
too short, gotta live it long,
To my brothers and sisters, when we get along
Hey, homie what you trippin' on
Looking at life, how did I get it wrong,
too short, gotta live it long,
To my and sisters, when will we get along

peace to the war in the streets,
Give peace to the evil creeps, yeah,
I ride, put my hand to the sky,
Live life like I'm never die,
See we be fighting and over nothing,
So much destruction, like puppets,
Combusting nothing, now listen,
It takes education, to change reputation,
bad to good, you're gettin' better now you're elevating,
They be singing, hanging, everybody's chillin'
Not gonna stop this, on the feeling,
Man this is the thing, tell me can you feel me,
Wait they drop this, dancing on the ceiling

Hey, homie what you trippin' on
Ah, what you really on,
Life's too short, gotta it long,
To my brothers and sisters when we get along,
Hey, young homie you trippin' on,
at life, like how did I get it wrong
Life's too short, gotta it long,
To my brothers and sisters when we get along

Young what you trippin' on