Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

Celebrate, a drink and put a blunt in the sky
Worldwide, it's 1999
Shit out of control, of the times
I ain't had this fun since '79
I was only eight then, hadn't been to the
a young nigga on the front of a swing
Playin football up in High
Too young to ride but it's still
didn't happen much, niggas wasn't rappin much
It's 99 nigga, shit, I you strappin up
Hell motherfuckin yeah, nigga see the end
So year we can do it all again
dogg channel, same dogg time
Only the strong survive in 99
So much drama and dillusion, my conclusion is
on my memories, twisted off my music
Tryin to my people do things, oh yeah we do's it, we do's it
Here's my number baby girl you lose it
It's smoky in this motherfucker we cruising
And Eastside is the shadiest (shadiest)
But them Westside niggas is the (craziest)
Summertime on the grind, let me shine, let me shine
Roll with this shit, I'm with this shit in my prime
done time and I never dropped a motherfucking dime
Be smart, fresh start is all you
thing first, 'cause, stop smoking cess weed
You are what you smoke, nigga hating
why you broke and that's why we celebrating
But life's so on a G, that's what they all say
But somehow someway, days ahead, Freddy's dead
And Betty said a fed
Sweaty in bed a nine to his head
And he with this hoodrat that he met up in dance
Betty gettin mad cause Eddie wanna
But at how you livin for a minute then compare
I love confetti, I always stay
Keep killers by my side and some riders by the telli
I'm to do now, who now, you now
Eddie wasn't when they drew that, booyow
Two down, just one gun
My nigga, and who said wasn't no fun
I sit alone in the zone with a face of
Live the of Al Capone or Don Coroleone
casulties and fatalities
And all kinds of funny ass niggas coming me
My pappy once sat me on his lap and he said
Sonny get money 'fore you end up dead
I never really what he said
Until my motherfucking took a slug in his head
way nigga gotta learn his lesson
Slow and go down, shit you know now

Be smart, start is all you need
First things 'cause, stop smokin cess weed
You are what you smoke, my nigga stop
That's why you broke and that's why we
But so hard on a G, that's what they all say
But somehow someway, you got to a better way

(Somehow someway)
You got to make a way
(You got to a better way)
You got to a better way
(You got to make a way)
You got to make a way
(You got to a better way)
You got to a better way
(Yeah, days ahead)
Better ahead
(Better ahead)
Better ahead

real.
I feel pain nigga.
I used to be like you nigga.
I got off in this rap shit.
Shit, did anything to get a dollar.
You know, but one thing I did do.
I ain't never beg a for nothing or ask a nigga for nothing.
I went out and got my own ya me?
So me to you, man to man.
Better days my nigga.
Shit, keep the and get your hustle on.
Cause I'm a get regardless.
Nigga I'm rapping or on the streets.
I have it.