Luyện nghe bài hát Back In Da Day

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

Can it be, i stayed away for too long?
Did i leave your when i was gone?
Baby ain't no need to pretend I aint actin
I'm like a young-ass Michael the Jackson Five (HEE HEEE)
But you don't me, the industry for years been trying to kill me
Me and my niggas stay in the cracks like
Always runnin from the Raids when the approaches
Man my style is just too
Been spitting potent 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 betrayed me, made me fuckin go
Made me 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 detroit had shock
Kid Rock never rode a bike my block
Remember Homie the
And thats about the time ICP put it
Detroits most wanted, and Maistro and Smiley
I was at the Disk, spendin' bank with Riley
Even though we was movin units day
gots no love or radio play
Maybe I won't pay payola
Known in the for moving yoca cola
Me and my brother, trying to get up out the
Take of my mother, cause I love her
It was no hip hop shops or freestyle
a city full of snakes that rattle
Remember "Sugar is sugar and is salt"
If they didnt records, its not my fault
I to watch the scene with Natt Morris
I this to Detroit, now I'm a sing the chorus

So high you get over it
So high you 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 in the fourth quarter
I know you cant believe that 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 with the blowoff in they freezers
Facts is facts and fictions
If you cant take the stay up out the kitchen
I remember Hellter Skkkelter
Before Devils Night, I could of burned down the
We was bumpin Dre
Representing Detroit way you meant Dr. Gay
All my underground up at c Notes
Open mic spitting wicket shit that we
There wasn't no to West Coast
Just Awol, Rap Mafia, DJ B and Los.

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