Luyện nghe bài hát Back In Da Day

A thug changes, and changes
and best friends strangers
A thug changes, and love
(yo, uh)

Can it be, that i away for too long?
Did i leave your mind when i was
ain't no need to pretend I aint actin live
I'm a young-ass Michael from the Jackson Five (HEE HEEE)
But you don't feel me, the industry for years been trying to me
Me and my stay in the cracks like roaches
Always runnin from the Raids when the cops
Man my style is just too
spitting potent dope for years, that's why I overdoses
Now I'm gonna you how it all began
Before
Before all of
I'm a tell you how they tried to me
How my city betrayed me, me fuckin go crazy
me carry the AK in the back with my base

This worlds so
I'm a let you
You can't get away with to steal my flow

In eighty-eight I set up shop before had shock
Kid Rock rode a bike down my block
Remember the Clown?
And thats about the time ICP put it
Detroits wanted, K-Ice and Maistro and Smiley
I was at the Disk, spendin' bank Gregg Riley
Even though we was movin units day
Still gots no love or radio
because I won't pay payola
Known in the streets for moving cola
Me and my brother, trying to get up out the
Take care of my mother, cause I her
It was no hip hop or freestyle battles
Only a city of snakes that rattle
Remember "Sugar is sugar and is salt"
If they sell records, its not my fault
I used to watch the scene Natt Morris
I dedicate to Detroit, now I'm a sing the chorus

So high you cant get it
So high you get over it
So low why i'm holding it
So low thats why i'm it

up
A real soldier to take orders
So his game is still through in the fourth quarter
I you cant believe that you've all been decieved
Its like a sayin her hairs real but its a weave
is a style
is an age
She lives across 8 mile, but can get gauged
Kill the fetus, please this, word to Jesus
I got niggas the blowoff in they freezers
Facts is facts and fictions
If you cant the heat stay up out the kitchen
I droppin Hellter Skkkelter
Before Night, I could of burned down the shelter
We was bumpin Dre
Representing Detroit way you meant Dr. Gay
All my underground up at c Notes
Open mic spitting wicket shit we wrote
wasn't no East to West Coast
Just Awol, Rap Mafia, DJ B and Los.

This worlds so
I'm a let you
You can't get away trying to steal my flow