Luyện nghe bài hát Anotha Day In Tha Hood

[ VERSE 1: ]
the Fat Mac must express
While a nigga's gettin from the potent-ass sess
back, damn, I was wild as a juvenile
Mama showed love and she struggled for her only
But my dad I was stuck in the streets
I never wanted to hard, cause that shit ain't for me
Back then 16, ignorant and curious
Mom's gettin periods I wasn't serious
I said school teachers and the church preachers
I wanted to hang with my with the street sweepers
Back in the days herbs on the [Name]
Me and Squeaky doin talent shows
Gettin dissed, gettin cause of this shit
Cause it's so hard in this muthafuckin
I said times, "Mama, I'ma make you proud"
But I could never leave the thug life of Orange
I'm on the corner Thunderbird, slingin rocks
They in my hands cause the know 'bout the matchbox
But I can't sell dope, is the way, gee
And this is just another day around the

[ 2: MJG ]
..mid day, I was into a sleep
Unconscious from that hay that they distribute on em
My world was spinnin from the Rmy that was in me
And we ain't half-stepped on blunts, we chiefed up plenty
A to be earned in a day is what I'm looking for
Hopin for, some kind of way to make a little more
it, shit that I just needed, I just stuck it
Up, hell, might as well
Proceed to hustle a p-i-m-p
MJ G
The nigga with the muthafuckin clout, no
The pimps is in the muthafuckin
Be up out [Name], black folk is takin
You how I know? Gimme the mic and I show ya
I teach ya, I reach ya this pimpalistic knowledge
The shit a nigga learned in Break-A-Bitch College
Started, to at the age of 11
Started money when a nigga turned 12
Started to at the age of 13
At 14 a nigga flatfoot was raisin
In the hood

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

[ 4: MJG ]
See, I'm a self-made hustler, the
Niggas who think that two heads are than one
And to get the job done, son
MJG gots game in the street
That me get lifts in the studio
though it was kind of hard as far as I can see
Growin up in the Orange Tennessee community
it be the future had love for a nigga who
Struggled all type of shit for a bill or two?
Still I do shows for my fans cause my fans buy my
And the make my g's and the g's keeps me straight
And I hate when the busters all in my face like a hoe
And shit in the down low
out, punk, mutha-fucka, sucka, niggas
My gettin tired of the trigger, dig a
Grave, shit, cause I don't his boys to have to deal
With the smell of the trick I killed
???? if you hang with the stress, best
Wipe the big 'S' off muthafuckin chest
Press issues, makin they fully understood
'bout a young nigga in the muthafuckin hood