Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

Celebrate, grab a drink and put a in the sky
Worldwide, it's 1999
Shit out of control, sign of the
I had this much 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 to ride but it's still Eastside

Homicides happen much, niggas wasn't 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 Dogg
Only the will survive in 99
So much drama and dillusion, my conclusion is
on my memories, twisted off my music

Tryin' to make my people do things, oh yeah we do's it, we it
Here's my number baby girl you lose it
It's smoky in this motherfucker we cruising
And Eastside niggas is the

But them 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 time and I never dropped a motherfucking dime

Be smart, start is all you need
First first, 'cuz, stop smoking cess weed
You are what you smoke, nigga 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 somehow someway, days ahead

dead and Betty said Eddie's a Fed
Sweaty in bed with a nine to his
And he fuckin' this hood rat that he met up in dance
Betty gettin' mad 'cause Eddie share

But look at how you livin' for a then compare
I love confetti, I always stay
Keep some 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, boo yow
Two down, with 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

casualties and fatalities
And all of funny ass niggas coming after me
My grand once sat me on his lap and he said
get your money 'fore you end up dead

I never really understood he said
Until my Dogg took a slug in his head
Cold way nigga gotta his lesson
Slow down and go down, you know now

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

You got to a better way
You got to a better way
Yeah, you got to make a way
Better days ahead,
days ahead

That's real, I feel your pain
I to be just like you nigga
Before I got off in rap shit
Shit, nigga did to get a dollar

You know, but one thing I did do
I never beg a nigga for nothing or ask a nigga for nothing
I out and got my own ya feel me?
So from me to you, man to man days ahead my nigga

Shit, keep the faith and get hustle on
'Cause I'ma get regardless
Nigga whether I'm rapping or on the
I gotta have it, my baby boy don't it
You have it