Luyện nghe bài hát Different World

Yeah, yo, I up in the projects of QBC
I grew up in the lap of luxury chickens love for me
I to watch Sesame Street
I used to the D's play in the street
Plus I couldn't wait to squeeze my heat

I used to to God before I went to sleep every night
Same time I was kissin' them dice, hittin' my number
Holdin' hammers with the heat out with
time I was poppin' cap guns on BMX bikes

With grass stains on my jeans and scuffed up
I was like, "Fuck school, I goin' to class"
money in the street, I was rolling with that
Never good at math but I knew how to add up

I to win at the spelling bee's, my education was proper
My family wanted me to be a lawyer, a
I was smooth talker, back in those days, I was a moon
With a picture of my shorty inside of my school

I never had shit, I had it all
We used to play guns, we used to play ball
I used to pump crack, in I paid attention
I was a hard head, I used to always

We turned bitches out, I used to love hoes
We wore hand me downs, I always had new
I used to stay bent, I couldn't my liquor
Its kind of bugged out, two different stories in one

Yo, the first year of high my parents noticed me slippin'
Smokin' cigarettes, skippin' class, catchin'
night all I heard was freeze, niggaz gettin' bagged by the D's
And some pissed, I got a

Fourteen and watchin' me on teeny raps on inch screens
I learned how to my hat, sag my jeans
Wanted a piece, thought that'd be fresh
Me and my brother used to yank those
Straight off necks

Summertime, River Park at 1 2 fifth
Stickin' kids with my identical
If I could go in time, I would take you with me
Show you what its like to a lifestyle so risky

I put in work in rhymes and
While you was puttin' work in the
It's bugged out, whoever have thought that we'd meet
But its this rap that made this whole package complete
They put us in the studio and put raps to this beat

I never had shit, I had it all
We used to play with guns, we to play ball
I used to crack, in school I paid attention
I was a head, I used to always listen

We turned bitches out, I used to love them
We hand me downs, I always had new clothes
I to stay bent, I couldn't hold my liquor
Its kind of bugged out, two different in one picture

I'm West Coast, I'ma rap it
But I had to move to the East to get all of my and my cheddar
To tell the truth, the only I really left is the weather
All of my friends the same, we kept it together

Picture this, shook one, drop the on top
Now Im rollin' state to state with nonstop
the money Hav and P was gettin' off the top
All for hip hop, I wasn't goin' back to the

My man introduced me to you Nitty and G.O.D
Brought me to the studio to music for Hav and P
You can't forget my dunns Noyd and
I was a nobody, they showed me love, told me got me

the first time I hit the bong, I was doin' it wrong
Took us some months till my was gone
we showed you how to roll up dutches, then it was on
Now we rollin' all across the with hit songs

I had shit, I always had it all
We used to play with guns, we to play ball
I used to pump crack, in I paid attention
I was a hard head, I used to always

We turned bitches out, I used to love hoes
We wore hand me downs, I had new clothes
I to stay bent, I couldn't hold my liquor
Its kind of bugged out, two different stories in one