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 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 didn't happen much, wasn't rappin' much
It's 99 nigga, shit, I you strappin' up
motherfuckin' yeah, nigga wanna see the end
So year we can do it all again

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

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

But Westside niggas is the craziest
Summertime on the grind, 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, start is all you need
First thing first, 'cuz, stop cess weed
You are you smoke, nigga stop hating
That's why you and that's why we celebrating
But so hard on a G, that's what they all say
But somehow someway, better ahead

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

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, boo yow
Two down, just one gun
My nigga, and who killin' wasn't no fun
I sit alone in the zone a face of stone
Live the life of Al or Don Coroleone

Tragically casualties and
And all kinds of funny ass niggas coming me
My pappy once sat me on his lap and he said
Sonny get your money you end up dead

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

Be smart, fresh start is all you
First things 'cuz, stop smokin' cess weed
You are what you smoke, my nigga stop
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, you got to a better way

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

real, I feel your pain nigga
I used to be just 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 went out and got my own ya me?
So from me to you, man to man better days my nigga

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