Luyện nghe bài hát Grew Up Hard

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

[Trife Da
In the crib, with my wiz, my grown man on
Listening to classic soul, with the slow on
Smokey Robinson, Tears of a Clown, tears
Popping beers, almost twenty years in the town
I seen niggaz die off, like dandelions in the
Niggaz heard of Chip Banks and him lying in the hall
Your boy Brock was ill, like Kobe Bryant with the ball
It's no exceptions, the biggest giants gotta fall
'cause we living in denial, but these are vital
marinating in the slums, you gotta practice survival
Now wants to be next American idol
But these are more just songs pressed up your vinyl
rich is a poor man's dream, and we all wanna shine
But we all can't green,
rich is a poor man's dream, and we all wanna shine
But we all green...

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

[Trife Da
Momma ain't raised no fool, say we gotta save the children
But first, we gotta save our
I was taught not to my food
Even if I didn't like it, every 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 think about them jokes and laugh, crack a
'cause as a child, I never knew being broke was bad
Growing up I was close to my dad, but still didn't stop a nigga
putting that coke in them bags
That was the past, now, I'm riding the oak in the dash
Got jealous niggaz hating, big time, I crash
I can't blame 'em, and on the note, I can't change 'em
Let a nigga disrespect my shit, I'm gonna 'em
That's to my son little Jay, my little homey
Ask niggaz how your boy get down, ain't nothing

[Trife Da
Yeah, say two heads are better than one, and in the process
I learned that slow progress, is than none
That's why I'm still here persuing my goals, baking that
In the bakery, if I out, doing no shows
I hit the block, in a blue, and front with the crew
And show niggaz a good time, by drunk in the stud'
Some niggaz find happiness, with a and a brew
They talented niggaz, but just 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 off the cereal and milk from the WIC
And all the good we got, be getting killed in the mix
He could of been the next Jordan, who knows, the next
Young Tiger Woods, or the new Ashe of tennis
That's why I'm past the gimmicks, getting cash with Dennis
grind, we gonna smash the business

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