Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

Celebrate, a drink and put a blunt in the sky
Worldwide, nigga 1999
Shit out of control, of the times
I had this 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 Powly
Too young to ride but still Eastside

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

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

Tryin' to make my do things, oh yeah we do's it, we do's it
Here's my number girl don't you lose it
It's smoky in this motherfucker while we
And Eastside niggas is the

But them niggas is the craziest
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 a motherfucking dime

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

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

But look at how you livin' for a minute then
I love confetti, I stay ready
Keep some killers by my and some riders by the telli
I'm to do now, who now, you now

Eddie ready when they drew that, boo yow
Two down, just one gun
My nigga, and who killin' wasn't no fun
I sit alone in the zone with a of stone
Live the life of Al Capone or Don

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

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

Be smart, fresh is all you need
First first 'cuz, stop smokin' cess weed
You are what you smoke, my stop hating
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 make a way
You got to a better way
Yeah, you got to make a way
Better ahead, yeah
Better days

That's real, I feel your pain
I to be just like you nigga
I got off in this rap shit
Shit, nigga did anything to get a

You know, but one I never did do
I ain't never beg a nigga for 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 ahead my

Shit, keep the 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 gotta it