Luyện nghe bài hát HARD TIMEZ

(Fuck all you hoes) Get a motherfucker.

Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers told me
I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that above the
buildings that I was hustlin' in of that called the police on
me when I was tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters,
and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm

Uh-ha, it's all good bay-bee, uh

Verse

It was all a
I to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the
Hangin' pictures on my
Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock my tape popped
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private
Way back, when I had the red and lumberjack
the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha,
You thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World
Born sinner, the of a winner
when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid
Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I
the crib, same number same hood
It's all

Uh, and if you know, now you know, nigga, uh

You know very who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the
You had a go, but not that
'cause the only one I'll give you good and plenty

Two:

I the change from a common thief
To up close and with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the way
The Moet and keep me pissy
used to diss me
Now they write letters they miss me
I never it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the coast
Condos in Queens, indo for
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls
Livin' without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of school
Stereotypes of a black male
And it's still all

Uh...and if you don't know, now you know,

Three:

Super Nintendo, Sega
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture
50 inch screen, money green leather
Got two rides, a limousine with a
Phone about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles
And my crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no public housin'
Thinkin' on my one-room shack
Now my mom a Ac' with minks on her back
And she to show me off, of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The
We used to fuss when the dissed us
No heat, why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the days
Now we sip champagne we thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I the life I live
I went from negative to positive
And all...

(It's all good)

...and if you know, now you know, nigga, uh
Uh, uh...and if you know, now you know, nigga
Uh...and if you know, now you know, nigga, uh

Representin' in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh
Uh, yeah,