Luyện nghe bài hát Grew Up Hard

[Intro: Trife Da
Uh-huh, whoo, smoothing it out, right now
My nigga Halloween, we gon' get rich this year, (see)
Sip on little bit of odor, made brown
Zone out, the lights off
Ant boogie, up? Uh-huh

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In the crib, my wiz, getting my grown man on
Listening to classic soul, the slow jams on
Robinson, Tears of a Clown, shedding tears
Popping beers, almost twenty five in the town
I seen niggaz die off, like in the fall
Niggaz of Chip Banks and left him lying in the hall
Your boy Sandy Brock was ill, like Bryant with the ball
It's no exceptions, the biggest giants gotta fall
'cause we living in denial, but these lessons are
marinating in the slums, you gotta practice survival
Now everybody to be next American idol
But these are more than songs pressed up your vinyl
rich is a poor man's dream, and we all wanna shine
But we all green, knahImean?
Being rich is a man's dream, and we all wanna shine
But we all green...

[Chorus: Solomon
I grew up hard, maybe you up harder
But I ain't been to operas
Or had money for private
As harsh it sound, these just a tears of a
I grew up hard, you grew up harder
The message is I'm too strong to down
I know the ledge, and I ain't planning to
As it sound, these just a tears of a clown

[Trife Da
Momma ain't raised no fool, they say we gotta the children
But first, we save our spoons
I was taught not to my food
Even if I like it, every scrap on my plate got chewed
Either you ate, or you didn't eat, the memories are sweet
to get teased by my friends, 'cause I had bigger feet
I about them jokes and laugh, crack a smile
'cause as a child, I knew that being broke was bad
Growing up I was close to my dad, but that still stop a nigga
From putting that coke in bags
That was the past, now, I'm with the oak in the dash
Got niggaz hating, big time, hoping I crash
I can't blame 'em, and on the same note, I can't 'em
Let a nigga disrespect my shit, I'm gonna 'em
word to my son little Jay, my little homey
Ask niggaz how your boy get down, nothing phony

[Trife Da
Yeah, say two heads are better than one, and in the process
I learned slow progress, is better than none
That's why I'm still here persuing my goals, baking bread
In the bakery, if I ain't out, doing no
I hit the block, once in a blue, and front the crew
And show niggaz a good time, by drunk in the stud'
niggaz find happiness, with a blunt and a brew
They talented niggaz, but they need something to do
It's kinda hard look beyond buildings and bricks
We can't condone broken homes, our children is sick
Try'nna survive off the cereal and from the WIC
And all the ones we got, be getting killed in the mix
He could of the next Jordan, who knows, the next Emmitt
Tiger Woods, or the new Arthur Ashe of tennis
That's why I'm looking past the gimmicks, getting cash with
Criminal grind, we smash the business

Yeah, when you see big thing pull up
Don't be mad at us, man, be glad, we made it from the projects
We came up, Stapleton Houses, man
up, Theodore, Toney Starks Enterprise