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 eight then, been to the Penn
Just a young nigga on the front of a
football up in Powly High
Too to ride but it's still Eastside

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

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

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

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

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

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

But look at how you livin' for a then compare
I love confetti, I always ready
Keep some by my side 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
the life of Al Capone or Don Coroleone

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

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

Be smart, fresh start is all you
First things first 'cuz, smokin' cess weed
You are you smoke, my nigga stop hating
That's why you broke and why we celebrating
But life's so hard on a G, what they all say
But someway, you got to make a better way

You got to a better 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 pain
I to be just like you nigga
Before I got off in this rap
Shit, did anything to get a dollar

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

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