Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

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

I was only eight then, hadn't been to the
Just a young on the front of a swing
football up in Powly High
Too young to ride but it's still

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

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

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 Eastside is the shadiest

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

Be smart, fresh start is all you
First thing first, 'cuz, smoking cess weed
You are what you smoke, nigga hating
why you broke and that's why we celebrating
But life's so hard on a G, that's they 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' with this hood rat that he met up in
Betty gettin' mad Eddie wanna share

But at how you livin' for a minute then compare
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 they drew that, boo yow
Two down, just one gun
My nigga, and who said wasn't no fun
I sit in the zone with a face of stone
Live the life of Al Capone or Don

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

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

Be smart, fresh is all you need
First things first 'cuz, stop cess weed
You are what you smoke, my 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 someway, you got to make a better way

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

That's real, I your pain nigga
I used to be like 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 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 better days my nigga

Shit, keep the faith and get your on
'Cause I'ma get regardless
whether I'm rapping or on the streets
I gotta have it, my baby boy understand it
You gotta it