Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate 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, 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 talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

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

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

Can't find a meal to a mil, God know it
No deal to a deal, I work hard for it
Can I to I'm livin' like 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 where I'm 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 but can't take
Somebody had to be for me to get away
My had to leave, I respect her stayin' safe
Oh yeah, I had to grieve but I'm till this day

Pain, I can't ignore it, you might say I'm
I'm for courage, victory so gorgeous
Make it two Bush, I can make it through any forest
Hunger gave me the but the bottom is so important

37 Ave., 187
Miami, Carol City, now I'm part of a
I'm thankful for the hood, what is love jealousy?
There's only five letters really me

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm made me
('Cause I'm from 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 talkin' 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 but my dreams been granted
That triple life towards, much than nurse planet
What could I want more than redoin' I planned it?

no lower than a grabbin' at your feet
A man will stand for if he fall for the feet
A baller and a hitter all in the
If you look beneath the sand then we all need a

R.O.O.T.S. before the branches, R.O.O.T.S. before the
R.O.O.T.S. before paper crazier than Marilyn Manson
R.O.O.T.S. with your grandparents, R.O.O.T.S. your canvas
R.O.O.T.S. whether you black, white or

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm
'Cause where I'm from me
('Cause I'm from 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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.