Luyện nghe bài hát Happy To Be Here

[female - repeat in background]
I'm happy to be here!

[E-40 singer]
times, the struggle
The ups and downs, the highs and the
You know just goin it man, ghetto politics
to make a way out of no way
I was the oldest, so I had to be, the of the family
Momma had to work three jobs,

Feet stickin through my shoes, marks in my drawers
Garage sales and markets, we never shopped at malls
No dental plan, no medikit - we like rain
Colored think that castor oil cures everythang
Pork and chicken, we like our food fried
Hypertension, Prenavil and hydro-chlorizide
of my family still living, some of my family died
Health complications, causes and homicide
tryin to survive, nothin to lose but plenty to gain
Started hustlin, flea flickin and servin candy cane
Put all my cars in my name, as a true hustler should
She had a 9 to 5, worked at Planned
I was in the hood, up to no good
with a hoodie my head, tryin to outslick the feds
Or should I say cops, at this point in I only had rocks
Went from a little a jar up to a soup pot
The fast quarter my negro, don't want the nickel
I done yola the same color as peanut brittle
I done hella people relapse
I done seen my homey grandparents go back to
How sick is Beggin my loved ones to send some pictures
Pray for me over the phone and me some scriptures
Oooh; it's gloomy out here, dark ahead
God got my but the devil he want my head

D.D. Artis]
I'm just happy to be right now
Lot of my folks been up or laid down
See I'm sayin I ain't no tears, no
But I'm just to be here

Listen to this,
The devil-me side know that some of y'all done it
Somebody's washin her son or her daughter's bloodstain off the cement
place at the wrong time, infiltrators drop a dime
Mistaken identity, start flyin
in every direction, hit a teen, she passed
But her live through a C-section
I know it sound foul and sound hecka rude, it cool
But it go down like that sometime when funkin, and you're puttin down a move
We heartless and shrewd in this day and age, it ain't the
Our parents need to us with a belt, like Poody Tang
I be like an airplane
I be smokin and perkin, out anger and stress on the wrong person
Re-uppin and coppin turf an' just servin the block
Grittin tryin to put some in my kid's Christmas stock'
Ooooh - pour out some and shed a tear
For the homies that never made it and family that here

[D.D.
So
You know I'm to be
Said I'm happy, so just to be here
To beeeeeee, to
To (I'm so happy)
(Oh I'm so happy)
I'm so to be, to beeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeee
To (to be here)