Luyện nghe bài hát Back In Da Day

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

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

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 detroit had shock
Kid never rode a bike down my block
Remember Homie the
And thats about the ICP put it down
most wanted, K-Ice and Maistro and Smiley
I was at the Disk, spendin' bank Gregg Riley
Even we was movin units every day
Still gots no or radio play
Maybe because I won't pay
in the streets for moving yoca cola
Me and my brother, to get up out the ghetto
Take care of my mother, cause I her
It was no hip hop shops or freestyle
Only a city full of that rattle
"Sugar is sugar and salt is salt"
If didnt sell records, its not my fault
I to watch the scene with Natt Morris
I dedicate this to Detroit, now I'm a the chorus

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

up
A real soldier to take orders
So his game is still pulled through in the quarter
I know you believe that you've all been decieved
Its like a girl sayin her hairs but its a weave
is a style
is an age
She across 8 mile, but still can get gauged
the fetus, please believe this, word to Jesus
I got niggas with the in they freezers
Facts is facts and fictions
If you cant the heat stay up out the kitchen
I droppin Hellter Skkkelter
Before Devils Night, I could of burned the shelter
We was bumpin Dre
Representing Detroit way before you Dr. Gay
All my niggas up at c Notes
Open mic wicket shit that 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 with to steal my flow