Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Nineteen-ninety-eight, damn I believe it
Whoever thought, throughout the drama, we'd to see it
So of us done lost lives to the streets
As we reminisce I'm pourin for the deceased
Thinkin bout the times I spent with many of em
Hopin that the Lord let me see the
Trapped in this main, seekin better days
for my conscience, tryin to shake these wicked ways
I know it's but it's hard 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 doodoo respect
I'm bustin dollar raps and six digit checks
Showin love to my peeps and my don't change
Here's a toast to you fakes, huh, here's to better
[Ron
Might sound strange, but I can't run away
I can't run, run, it might strange
but I can't run away
I can't run, no, run

Touch a meal ticket, shake a for good
Never, I still got love for the
And even though now it's infested with
on most days like I can't stay away
Cause if I shook like shook on me
Then whose gon' stay and the way for the lil homies?
I turn my head on my folks
so I stay visible in these and try to give hope
Born in the ghetto, raised in the
Got love for the ghetto, I forget the ghetto
How come everytime we get change in our can
we run away and try to out as far as we can?
I that jealousy's the devil's greed but you worse
than a devil when you turn your back on these G's
Now feel every word that I say, my cry
as I struggle out of and search for better days
Banks]
Might strange, but I just can't run away
I run, run, run away!
Said I just can't run
I can't run, run, run
No I can't run away
I run, run, runnnnnn away!

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