Luyện nghe bài hát What Would U Do

(featuring Monetana)

[Paul
My life, all peaches and cream
This fame thing and this game bring, more than it seem
I ain't to be depressed, and I'm greatful for my blessing
But sometimes it just like, there's some'ing missing
I got all the answers, but no questions
I wonder if God's, trying to teach me a lesson
The situations progressing, getting stressing
I hope I don't my test and, the heat is on
They say that pressure, busts
So I keep my cool, and thank God for every of my life
I'm taking to the right, but still I end up wrong
I'm built for the ocean, but I'm stuck in this backyard
I'm trying to maintain my pace, in the place I
I'm for the gold, but I keep getting bronze
Who do I call to for advice, all my mentors gone
This is my life, this ain't just the words to my song do I do

Monetana]
What do you do, them haters after you
Keep it real and it true, get that dirt up off of you
swang and bang Screw, Swishahouse like what it do
Don't let them see the sweat on you, keep it real

Wall]
This one here's for Broderick Brown, down
A 45 year sentence, I like how that sound
We've been homies Middle School, we were childhood chums
But you got caught up, by life in the
I'm bout, where your life went
45 years of your spent, with a aggravated robbery indictment
You plead guilty, for a lesser
though the judge was harsh, God's still in charge
I be wishing that, I could go back in
And tell the that that nine, and the strack was mine
would be fine, but I guess it's too late for that
I know that court appointed lawyer, was
Ain't it ironic though, you went in you end up in the Penn
And the only way we communicate, is through a pen
give up, just do what you do
Live your don't let your life live you, just keep on moving

[Paul
People think, my is all about raps and such
If I'm to have it good, why is my life so rough
I'm straight, but sometimes I need to lean on a crutch
Nobody told me life would get this tough, you gotta me though
Cause I trying to be sad
I God for everything I got, and all the blessings I had
I work I still grind, all night in the lab
The best I ever had, was a pen and a pad
Cause people talking down, on me
Yeah we use to be down, but now you shady
I see 'em all up on the Internet, on me
Wondering when will I flop, I they waiting on me
A lot of rappers is jealous, all that we rap about is swangas
Mad they c.d.'s, below the shelf like hangers
Should I retaliate the hate, and pay 'em back ten
They got me hot, but I'm standing out in the cold what do I do