Luyện nghe bài hát HARD TIMEZ

(Fuck all you hoes) Get a motherfucker.

Yeah, album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothin', to all the that lived above the
buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that the police on
me I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters,
and all the niggaz in the struggle, you what I'm sayin'?

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

Verse

It was all a
I used to read Word Up
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the
pictures on my wall
Every Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, I had the red and black lumberjack
the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha,
You never thought that hip hop would it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the Trade
Born sinner, the of a winner
Remember when I used to eat for dinner
to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug
I'm blowin' up like you I would
the crib, same number same hood
It's all

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

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

Verse

I made the change from a thief
To up close and personal with Robin
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the way
The Moet and Alize me pissy
Girls used to me
Now they write letters they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this stuff
I was too used to gats and stuff
Now honies play me close butter played toast
From the Mississippi to the east coast
in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' without fear
Puttin' 5 in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high
Stereotypes of a male misunderstood
And it's all good

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

Verse

Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't this
50 inch screen, money green leather
Got two rides, a limousine with a
Phone bill two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles
And my whole is loungin'
every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with on her back
And she loves to me off, of course
Smiles time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why missed us
Birthdays was the days
Now we sip champagne we thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I like the I live
'Cause I went from to positive
And all...

(It's all good)

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

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