Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Nineteen-ninety-eight, I can't believe it
Whoever thought, the drama, we'd live to see it
So many of us done lives to the streets
As we I'm pourin liquor for the deceased
Thinkin the times that I spent with many of em
Hopin that the Lord let me see the
Trapped in this main, seekin better days
Fightin for my conscience, tryin to shake these wicked
I know it's wrong but it's to change
All my life, all I ever knew was hustle and
Lookin for answers ever since I was a
Faced rejection, early age stressin
But now ten years later with respect
I'm bustin million raps and six digit checks
Showin love to my peeps and my don't change
Here's a to you fakes, huh, here's to better days
Banks]
Might sound strange, but I just run away
I can't run, run, it might strange
but I can't run away
I run, no, run away

Touch a meal ticket, shake a spot for
Never, I got love for the neighborhood
And even now it's infested with gunplay
on most days like I can't stay away
Cause if I shook y'all shook on me
whose gon' stay and guide the way for the lil homies?
I can't turn my head on my
so I stay visible in these streets and try to give
in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto
Got for the ghetto, I can't forget the ghetto
How everytime we get some change in our can
we run and try to move out as far as we can?
I know jealousy's the devil's greed but you worse
than a devil when you turn back on these young G's
Now feel every word I say, hear my cry
as I struggle out of thirst and search for better
[Ron
Might sound strange, but I just can't run
I run, run, run away!
Said I just run away
I run, run, run away
No I can't run away
I can't run, run, away!

Another day another dollar, it feels good to around
and see I'm surrounded by riders
Childhood comrades I ran with for
Shared the same beer and tears the same peers
Player haters that all we all G's
off each others strength with these, regulates the cheese
No jealousy we all family Sister Sledge
Lace each other game, so I can spin beer cans
Watch our kids grow together, as we get old
Loc I mean this, let no one come in this
our business among us, behind doors and eyes closed
on those we as foes
Outsiders exposed to your hustle
Plus I'm, never one likely to trust em
No negative association, dedication
to our paper sprout like this bud mutation
[Ron
Might sound strange, but I can't run away
I run, run, run away!
No I just run away
I can't run, I can't away!
No I can't run away
I can't run run run run away!