Luyện nghe bài hát Grew Up Hard

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

Da God]
In the crib, with my wiz, getting my man on
Listening to classic soul, the slow jams on
Smokey Robinson, of a Clown, shedding tears
Popping beers, almost twenty five in the town
I niggaz die off, like dandelions in the fall
Niggaz of Chip Banks and left him lying in the hall
Your boy Sandy Brock was ill, Kobe Bryant with the ball
It's no exceptions, even the biggest giants gotta
'cause we living in denial, but these are vital
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
Being rich is a poor man's dream, and we all wanna
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 grew up
But I ain't to many operas
Or had money for doctors
As harsh it sound, these just a tears of a
I up hard, maybe you grew up harder
The message is I'm too strong to down
I know the ledge, and I planning to drown
As harsh it sound, just a tears of a clown

Da God]
Momma ain't raised no fool, they say we gotta save the
But first, we gotta our spoons
I was taught not to waste my
Even if I didn't like it, scrap on my plate got chewed
Either you ate, or you didn't eat, the memories are sweet
Used to get teased by my friends, I had bigger feet
I about them jokes and laugh, crack a smile
'cause as a child, I never that being broke was bad
Growing up I was close to my dad, but that still didn't a nigga
From putting that in them bags
That was the past, now, I'm riding the oak in the dash
Got niggaz hating, big time, hoping I crash
I can't blame 'em, and on the note, I can't change 'em
Let a nigga disrespect my shit, I'm flame 'em
That's word to my son Jay, my little homey
Ask niggaz how your boy get down, ain't nothing

[Trife Da
Yeah, they say two heads are better than one, and in the
I learned that slow progress, is better none
That's why I'm here persuing my goals, baking that bread
In the bakery, if I ain't out, no shows
I hit the block, once in a blue, and with the crew
And niggaz a good time, by getting drunk in the stud'
niggaz find happiness, with a blunt and a brew
They talented niggaz, but just need something to do
It's hard try'nna look beyond buildings and bricks
We can't broken homes, when our children is sick
survive 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 Emmitt
Young Tiger Woods, or the new Arthur Ashe of
That's why I'm past the gimmicks, getting cash with Dennis
Criminal grind, we gonna smash the

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