Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

Celebrate, a drink and put a blunt in the sky
Worldwide, nigga it's
out of control, sign of the times
I ain't had this fun since '79
I was only eight then, hadn't been to the
Just a young on the front of a swing
Playin up in Powly High
Too young to ride but it's Eastside
Homocides didn't happen much, niggas wasn't rappin
99 nigga, shit, I know you strappin up
Hell motherfuckin yeah, nigga see the end
So next we can do it all again
Same dogg channel, dogg time
Only the strong 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 don't you it
It's smoky in motherfucker while we cruising
And niggas is the shadiest (shadiest)
But them Westside niggas is the (craziest)
Summertime on the grind, baby let me shine, let me
with this shit, I'm cold with this shit in my prime
Nigga done and I never dropped a motherfucking dime
Be smart, fresh is all you need
thing first, 'cause, stop smoking cess weed
You are what you smoke, stop hating
That's why you broke and that's why we
But life's so hard on a G, that's they all say
But someway, better days ahead, Freddy's dead
And Betty said a fed
Sweaty in bed with a to his head
And he fuckin with hoodrat that he met up in dance
Betty mad cause Eddie wanna share
But look at how you livin for a minute 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 ready when they that, booyow
Two down, with one gun
My nigga, and who said wasn't no fun
I sit alone in the zone with a of stone
the life of Al Capone or Don Coroleone
Tragically casulties and
And all kinds of ass niggas coming after me
My grand once sat me on his lap and he said
Sonny get your 'fore you end up dead
I never really understood he said
Until my motherfucking took a slug in his head
Cold way nigga gotta his lesson
Slow and go down, shit you know now

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

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

real.
I your pain nigga.
I used to be just you nigga.
I got off in this rap shit.
Shit, nigga did to get a dollar.
You know, but one thing I did do.
I ain't beg a nigga for nothing or ask a nigga for nothing.
I out and got my own ya feel me?
So me to you, man to man.
days ahead my nigga.
Shit, keep the and get your hustle on.
I'm a get mine regardless.
Nigga wether I'm or on the streets.
I gotta it.