Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

Celebrate, grab a and put a blunt in the sky
Worldwide, nigga it's
Shit out of control, sign of the
I ain't had much fun since '79

I was only eight then, hadn't 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 didn't happen much, niggas rappin' much
It's 99 nigga, shit, I you strappin' up
motherfuckin' yeah, nigga wanna see the end
So next year we can do it all

Same Dogg channel, Dogg time
Only the will survive in 99
So drama and dillusion, my conclusion is confusing
Drippin' on my memories, twisted off my

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

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

Be smart, start is all you need
First first, 'cuz, stop smoking cess weed
You are you smoke, nigga stop hating
That's why you broke and 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 Eddie's a Fed
Sweaty in bed a nine to his head
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 minute 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 ready when they that, boo yow
Two down, just one gun
My nigga, and who said wasn't no fun
I sit alone in the with a face of stone
Live the life of Al Capone or Don

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

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

Be smart, fresh start is all you
First first 'cuz, stop smokin' 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 a better way

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

That's real, I your pain nigga
I used to be just like you
Before I got off in this rap
Shit, nigga did 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 from me to you, man to man better days my nigga

Shit, the faith and get your hustle on
'Cause I'ma get mine
Nigga I'm rapping or on the streets
I gotta it, my baby boy don't understand it
You have it