Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't where I'm from
where I'm from made me
('Cause where I'm made me)
I came from the of the slums

But now I got me, me, because of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I can't be mad at what meet ahead
I don't my ghetto struggle due to my success
It ain't that beautiful to write on stress
Top Ramen noodles, pappy for the fact I was fed

Look at me now but all before, hey, Mr. Row
The dirty south ain't just a the way I've been poor
The burnin' white, I call it gizmo
Went from a gun to cars in a Jigga video

Can't find a to a mil, only God know it
No record deal to a deal, I work for it
Can I live to I'm livin' my Momma told it?
Before you reap it, gotta sow it,

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't where I'm from
where I'm from made me
('Cause I'm from made me)
I came from the bottom of the

But now I got me, me, that's of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, still on my coupe but take
had to be just for me to get away
My sister had to leave, I her stayin' safe
Oh yeah, I had to but I'm stronger till this day

Pain, I ignore it, you might say I'm ignorant
I'm mistakin' for courage, so gorgeous
Make it through two Bush, I can it through any forest
Hunger me the wish but the bottom is so important

37 Ave., 187
Miami, Carol City, now I'm of a legacy
I'm thankful for the hood, what is without jealousy?
There's only five letters really me

I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause I'm from made me
('Cause I'm from made me)
I came from the of the slums

But now I got me, me, that's of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I the seed's been planted
It's damagin' my soul but my dreams granted
That triple life towards, deeper than nurse planet
What could I want more than I never planned it?

Gets no lower than a grabbin' at feet
A man will for nothin' if he fall for the feet
A and a hitter all in the street
If you look beneath the then we all need a crease

R.O.O.T.S. the branches, R.O.O.T.S. before the mansions
R.O.O.T.S. before your paper crazier than Marilyn
R.O.O.T.S. with your grandparents, R.O.O.T.S. under your
R.O.O.T.S. you black, white or Spanish

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't where I'm from
'Cause I'm from made me
('Cause where I'm made me)
I came the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me, because of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.