Luyện nghe bài hát Grew Up Fast

(David Ruffin)
Sometimes I think it
And my poor heart to die about it
Woooooo about the sweet sweet love I
And the way I got crossed
By a guy who was my friend, I see him now and
But I pretend I'm fine, when I'm about to lose my mind
[Verse 1: J.
N*gga I grew up fast, then up fast
Money out my pockets I got too much cash
fit nothin in her pockets she got too much ass, like goddamn!
Well if you ask..
We the school of hard knocks but your crew cut class!
white but don't think I got a Klu Klux pass,
When I'm up in the V, be f*ckin' with me,
No sir no license all I got is this f*ckin' degree,
Move along ain't nothin to see!
you talkin blockbusters, you n*ggas is not Russell,
You Diggy - me I'm more Biggie,
No diss to the young boy im just rappin', get quickly.
Just to make up for that line invite him on with me,
Show him the game let him finagle wh*res with me!
Run through doors with me, hit the Ritz-Carlton for the night,
Leave him there with two probably change a n*gga life right,
up Vanessa, I loved you that one semester..
Thanks to my profession I balled like Fester.
Thinkin about the board I use to have the dresser.
the sh*t I wrote down I did it, its old now got-
New goals, plus my on Manute Bol,
Funny how my old is suddenly my new lows.
of every chick sayin she models before she swallow.
So I only f*ck hat tricks, b*tches with a few goals.

N*ggas askin' me how I feel- how ya feel?
Coleee!
[Verse 2: J.
Not slightly interested in what ya opinion is
I greater purpose then a hater purpose
I'mma paper, hustle just to relax later
n*ggas and bring change that's a waiter's purpose
Look how I em nervous, n*ggas is shakin, I know they fakin'
Okay you a right, and Miss Cleo is Jamaican
And Bob Marley is and me and Beyonce datin'
And Jesus Christ be hatin, got mad from Satan
For fuckin Sanaa Lathan while Meagan Good is
I'm the father of your little brother
In other goddamnit I'm a bad motherf*cker!
Cole, it's only right I brought back the soul,
Y'all got way too electro, damn techno,
homo, way too metro,
Hennesy XO, Cole special,
like Tribe Called Quest meets Death Row,
Learn somethin boy, yo a*s up!
Cheap n*gga, if you was liquor I'd probably yo a*s up
Matter a fact, if you was grass, I'd mow yo a*s up
call for you old n*ggas go and pour yo last cup
[Outro: J.
Yea, yea, yea yea, Cole
n*gga Ib...he's a b*tch
He told me to talk shit to you n*ggas, so I'mma my shit
Dreamville in the
I know what y'all want me to talk about, what y'all want to me to
But we'll get to that them bitch ass n*ggas...
My Big Sean in the building
My Canei on the beat..