Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

Celebrate, grab a drink and put a in the sky
Worldwide, nigga 1999
Shit out of control, of the times
I ain't had this much fun '79
I was only eight then, hadn't to the penn
Just a young nigga on the of a swing
Playin football up in High
Too young to but it's still Eastside
Homocides didn't happen much, niggas rappin much
It's 99 nigga, shit, I you strappin up
Hell yeah, nigga wanna see the end
So next year we can do it all
Same dogg channel, same time
the strong will survive in 99
So drama and dillusion, my conclusion is confusing
Drippin on my memories, twisted off my
Tryin to make my people do things, oh we do's it, we do's it
Here's my number baby girl you lose it
It's in this motherfucker while we cruising
And Eastside is the shadiest (shadiest)
But them Westside niggas is the (craziest)
on the grind, baby let me shine, let me shine
Roll with this shit, I'm cold this shit in my prime
done time and I never dropped a motherfucking dime
Be smart, fresh start is all you
First thing first, 'cause, stop cess weed
You are what you smoke, nigga hating
That's why you broke and why we celebrating
But life's so hard on a G, that's they all say
But somehow someway, better days ahead, dead
And said Eddie's a fed
in bed with a nine to his head
And he with this hoodrat that he met up in dance
Betty mad cause Eddie wanna share
But at how you livin for a minute then compare
I love confetti, I always stay
Keep some killers by my side and 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 life of Al or Don Coroleone
Tragically casulties and
And all kinds of funny ass niggas coming me
My grand pappy once sat me on his lap and he
Sonny get money 'fore you end up dead
I never really what he said
Until my motherfucking dogg took a slug in his
Cold way nigga gotta learn his
Slow down and go down, you know now

Be smart, start is all you need
things first 'cause, stop smokin cess weed
You are what you smoke, my stop hating
That's why you broke and that's why we
But life's so hard on a G, that's what all say
But someway, you got to make 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 a better way)
You got to make a way
(You got to a better way)
You got to make a way
(Yeah, better ahead)
Better ahead
(Better ahead)
Better ahead

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