Luyện nghe bài hát Young Homie(full)

Open up my with these spoken words,
Let this music like an overture,
She's the one, one, one, yeah, yeah
And so I with her, ooh,
That's how it's to be,
Living life loved ones close to me,
Shh, ah, is the remedy,
And I got the recipe, I need no Hennessey,
Yeah, it's been months now,
Haven't had a and I'm starting to see clear now,
I'm putting all my 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, gotta it long,
To my and sisters, when will we get along,
Hey, young what you trippin' on,
at life, like how did I get it wrong,
Life's too short, live it long,
To my brothers and sisters will we get along

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

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

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

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

Young what you trippin' on