Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

Celebrate, a drink and put a blunt in the sky
Worldwide, nigga 1999
Shit out of control, of the times
I ain't had this much fun '79

I was eight then, hadn't been to the Penn
a young nigga on the front of a swing
Playin' up in Powly High
Too young to 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 we can do it all again

Same Dogg channel, same time
Only the strong will in 99
So much drama and dillusion, my conclusion is
Drippin' on my memories, off my music

Tryin' to make my do things, oh yeah we do's it, we do's it
Here's my number baby don't you lose it
It's in this motherfucker while we cruising
And Eastside niggas is the

But them niggas is the craziest
on the grind, baby let me shine, let me shine
Roll with this shit, I'm cold with this shit in my
Nigga done and I never dropped a motherfucking dime

Be smart, start is all you need
First thing first, 'cuz, smoking cess weed
You are what you smoke, nigga hating
That's why you and that's why we celebrating
But life's so on a G, that's what they all say
But somehow someway, better days

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

But look at how you livin' for a minute compare
I love confetti, I stay ready
Keep some killers by my and some riders by the telli
I'm to do now, who now, you now

Eddie wasn't ready they drew that, boo yow
Two down, with one gun
My nigga, and who said killin' no fun
I sit alone in the zone with a face of
Live the life of Al Capone or Don

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

I really understood what he said
Until my motherfucking took a slug in his head
way nigga gotta learn his lesson
Slow down and go down, shit you now

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

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

That's real, I feel your pain
I used to be just you nigga
Before I got off in this rap
Shit, nigga did anything to get a

You know, but one thing I did do
I ain't never beg a nigga for 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 and get your hustle on
'Cause I'ma get regardless
Nigga whether I'm rapping or on the
I gotta it, my baby boy don't understand it
You gotta it