Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

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

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 talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

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

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

Can't find a to a mil, only 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 it, gotta sow it, yeah

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

Hey, on my coupe but can't take
Somebody had to be for me to get away
My sister had to leave, I respect her safe
Oh yeah, I had to but I'm stronger till this day

Pain, I can't ignore it, you say I'm ignorant
I'm mistakin' for courage, victory so
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 without jealousy?
only five letters really help me

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

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

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

R.O.O.T.S. before the branches, R.O.O.T.S. before the
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 canvas
R.O.O.T.S. you black, white or Spanish

I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S., I can't 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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.