Luyện nghe bài hát Anotha Day In Tha Hood

[ VERSE 1: ]
Eightball the Fat Mac express
a nigga's gettin zooted from the potent-ass sess
Lookin back, damn, I was wild as a
Mama showed love and she struggled for her child
But my dad I was stuck in the streets
I never wanted to work hard, cause that shit for me
Back then 16, ignorant and curious
gettin periods cause I wasn't serious
I fuck school teachers and the church preachers
I wanted to hang my niggas with the street sweepers
Back in the days sellin herbs on the
Me and Squeaky city-wide talent shows
Gettin dissed, gettin pissed cause of this
Cause so hard in this muthafuckin business
I said many times, "Mama, I'ma you proud"
But I could never leave the life of Orange Mound
I'm on the corner drinkin Thunderbird, rocks
They in my hands cause the cops know the matchbox
But I can't dope, rappin is the way, gee
And this is just another day around the

[ 2: MJG ]
..mid day, I was deep into a
Unconscious from that hay that they on em streets
My was constantly spinnin from the Rmy that was in me
And we ain't half-stepped on blunts, we chiefed up plenty
A penny to be in a day is what I'm looking for
for, some kind of way to make a little more ducats
Fuck it, shit that I just needed, I stuck it
Up, hell, might as well
to hustle like a p-i-m-p
MJ G
The with the muthafuckin clout, no doubt
The is in the muthafuckin house
Be up out [Name], black is takin over
You know how I know? the mic and I show ya
I teach ya, I ya with this pimpalistic knowledge
The shit a nigga back in Break-A-Bitch College
Started, to at the age of 11
Started makin money when a nigga 12
to induldge at the age of 13
At 14 a nigga was raisin hell
In the muthafuckin

[ 3: Eightball ]
So many rappers in industry, I don't doubt
That it's a bunch of niggas broke a CD out
It new to me, cause me and MJG
Had to struggle just to hustle in Tennessee
In Memphis, to be a rapper
But don't mean shit to Elvis Presley-lovin crackers
Plus I'm with a label gankin me and fuckin me
Niggas always promsisin me shit that I never see
always talkin 'bout we family
But while I was rappin he was up my royalty
So I got smart, hit the streets and said that
That's when this nigga T Money heard our first track
Pack em up, move em out, down to Texas
Me and JG ridin Lexus
"Coming Out Hard" on the in the 'Billboard'
Second album droppin and we waitin on our award
talkin cause the crew ain't walkin no mo'
Them jealous busters tryin to start shit hoes
I don't know what is worse, livin bad or good
But the world remind me of my neighborhood

[ 4: MJG ]
See, I'm a hustler, trustin the
Niggas who think that two heads are better one
And to get the job done, son
MJG gots game in the street
That makes me get in the studio
though it was kind of hard as far as I can see
Growin up in the Orange Mound community
Could it be the had love for a nigga who
Struggled through all type of shit for a bill or
Still I do shows for my fans cause my fans buy my
And the tapes my g's and the g's keeps me straight
And I hate when the busters smile all in my face a hoe
And talk shit in the low
out, punk, mutha-fucka, sucka, niggas
My gettin tired of the trigger, dig a
Grave, shit, cause I want his boys to have to deal
With the smell of the I just killed
???? if you hang with the stress, best
Wipe the big 'S' off your muthafuckin
Press issues, makin sure they understood
'bout a young nigga life in the muthafuckin