Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

Celebrate, grab a drink and put a in the sky
Worldwide, nigga it's
Shit out of control, of the times
I ain't had this 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 Powly
Too to ride but it's still Eastside

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

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

Tryin' to make my people do things, oh we do's it, we do's it
Here's my number baby don't you lose it
It's smoky in motherfucker while we cruising
And niggas 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 with this shit in my
Nigga done time and I never a motherfucking dime

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

Freddy's and Betty said 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 mad 'cause Eddie wanna share

But look at how you livin' for a then 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 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 of Al Capone or Don Coroleone

Tragically casualties and
And all kinds of funny ass coming after me
My grand once sat me on his lap and he said
Sonny get 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 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 stop hating
why you broke and that's why we celebrating
But so hard on a G, that's what they 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
Better days

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

You know, but one I never did do
I ain't never beg a nigga for nothing or ask a nigga for
I out and got my own ya feel me?
So from me to you, man to man better ahead my nigga

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