Luyện nghe bài hát Happy To Be Here

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

[E-40 singer]
Hard times, the
The ups and downs, the and the lows
You know just goin through it man, politics
Tryin to a way out of no way
I was the oldest, so I had to be, the of the family
Momma had to three jobs, oooh

Feet through my shoes, skid marks in my drawers
Garage sales and flea markets, we shopped at malls
No dental plan, no medikit - we poor like
Colored folks that castor oil cures everythang
chops and chicken, we like our food fried
Hypertension, pills and hydro-chlorizide
Some of my still living, some of my family died
complications, natural causes and homicide
Just tryin to survive, nothin to lose but to gain
Started hustlin, flea flickin and servin that cane
Put all my cars in my lady name, as a true should
She had a 9 to 5, at Planned Parenthood
I was in the hood, up to no good
with a hoodie over my head, to outslick the feds
Or should I say cops, at point in time I only had rocks
Went from a little a jar up to a soup pot
The fast quarter my negro, want the slow nickel
I done seen yola the same color as brittle
I seen hella people relapse
I done seen my homey grandparents go back to
How sick is dat? Beggin my ones to send some pictures
Pray for me over the phone and read me some
Oooh; it's gloomy out here, dark days
God got my back but the he want my head

[Chorus: D.D.
I'm just happy to be here now
Lot of my folks been locked up or laid
See I'm I ain't shed no tears, no
But I'm just happy to be

Listen to this,
The devil-me side know that some of done seen it
Somebody's momma her son or her daughter's bloodstain off the cement
Wrong place at the wrong time, infiltrators a dime
Mistaken identity, start flyin
in direction, hit a pregnant teen, she passed
But her baby through a C-section
I know it sound foul and sound hecka rude, it cool
But it go down like that sometime when you're funkin, and you're 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, takin out and stress on the wrong person
Re-uppin and coppin turf an' just servin the block
Grittin tryin to put some gifts in my Christmas stock'
- pour out some liquor and shed a tear
For the homies that never it and family that ain't here

[D.D.
So
You I'm happy 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)