Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Days

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

I was only eight then, been to the Penn
Just a nigga on the front of a swing
Playin' football up in High
Too young to ride but it's still

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

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

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

But them Westside is the craziest
Summertime on the grind, let me shine, let me shine
Roll with shit, I'm cold with this 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 what you smoke, nigga hating
why you broke and that's why we celebrating
But life's so on a G, that's what they all say
But somehow someway, better ahead

dead and Betty said Eddie's a Fed
Sweaty in bed a nine to his head
And he with this 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 stay 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 said killin' no fun
I sit alone in the zone a face of stone
Live the life of Al Capone or Don

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

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

Be smart, fresh start is all you
First things first 'cuz, smokin' cess weed
You are what you smoke, my nigga stop
why you broke and that's why we celebrating
But life's so on a G, that's 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 make a way
Better days ahead,
Better days

That's real, I feel your nigga
I used to be just you nigga
Before I got off in this rap
Shit, nigga did 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, keep the faith and get hustle on
'Cause get mine regardless
Nigga whether I'm or on the streets
I gotta have it, my baby boy don't it
You have it