Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

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

I was only then, hadn't been to the Penn
Just a young nigga on the front of a
Playin' football up in 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
motherfuckin' yeah, nigga wanna see the end
So next we can do it all again

Same Dogg channel, same time
the strong will survive in 99
So drama and dillusion, my conclusion is confusing
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 girl don't you lose it
It's smoky in this motherfucker we cruising
And Eastside is the shadiest

But them niggas is the craziest
Summertime on the grind, 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, 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 someway, better days ahead

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

But look at how you livin' for a minute then
I confetti, I always stay ready
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, 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 Capone or Don

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

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

Be smart, fresh is all you need
First things first 'cuz, smokin' cess weed
You are what you smoke, my nigga hating
That's why you broke and that's why we
But life's so on a G, that's what they 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
days ahead, yeah
Better ahead

That's real, I feel your nigga
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 I never did do
I ain't never beg a nigga for nothing or ask a nigga for
I went out and got my own ya me?
So from me to you, man to man days ahead my nigga

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