Luyện nghe bài hát Different World

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

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

grass stains on my jeans and scuffed up knights
I was like, "Fuck school, I ain't to class"
Easy money in the street, I was rolling with
good at math but I knew how to add up cash

I used to win at the spelling bee's, my education was
My family me to be a lawyer, a doctor
I was smooth talker, back in those days, I was a walker
a picture of my shorty inside of my school locker

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

We turned bitches out, I used to love hoes
We wore 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

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

Fourteen and me on teeny raps on forty inch screens
I learned how to tilt my hat, sag my
a [Incomprehensible] piece, thought that'd be fresh
Me and my brother used to those shits
Straight off necks

Summertime, Park [Incomprehensible] at 1 2 fifth
Stickin' kids my identical twin
If I could go back in time, I take you with me
Show you what its like to live a lifestyle so

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

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

We bitches out, I used to love them hoes
We wore hand me downs, I always had new
I used to stay bent, I couldn't my liquor
Its of bugged out, two different stories 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 thing I left is the weather
All of my friends the same, we always kept it

Picture this, shook one, the Mobb on top
Now Im rollin' state to with shows nonstop
Seen the Hav and P was gettin' off the top
All for hip hop, I goin' back to the block

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

Remember the first I hit the bong, I was doin' it wrong
Took us some till my high was gone
They we you how to roll up dutches, then it was on
Now we rollin' all across the county hit songs

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

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