Luyện nghe bài hát Hip-Hop

I came from tops and old school Chevy's
Dope boys through, shittin' on ya heavy
Fifteens in the trunk beatin' down block
Only 4 old when Biggie got shot
I remember playing on the block, on the block
Young niggas slanging on the block, getting off them
Now we livin' better now, Coogi now
Weather still getting colder, we could the weather now
But I

up in criminal days
Living these criminal what can I say
the block every day
Grindin' and making a way and then I
For better days it don't be the same tomorrow
Now I celebrate my sorrows with this
And say

(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I for more better days
(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I know that I can feel

(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I know that I can feel

Everyday ain't good but everyday bad
Mama always said show thanks for you have
Boy never forget to realize you're
cold world can rot you if you let it
Now I'm out tryna get it, really out here tryna get it
Always knew that I would make it, it was so prophetic
'Cause I came the bottom and the humbleness beginnings
From the youngest nigga grindin' to the youngest wining

Came up in criminal
these criminal ways what can I say
Hugging the block day
Grindin' and making a way and I pray
For days that it don't be the same tomorrow
Now I celebrate my with this bottle
And say

(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I for more better days
(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I that I can feel change

(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I pray for better days
(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I that I can feel change

Before you die you your mark and reach new levels
the bread, want the diamonds and the bezels
And if these bitches that you want, have
Just gotta know, lotta temporary
It won't last, no, no, it last, no
Meaning it til'
Next thing you know it's all
That's why I been on my grizzy
Long as I grind, better days are

Came up in days
Living criminal ways what can I say
Hugging the every day
Grindin' and making a way and then I
For days that it don't be the same tomorrow
Now I celebrate my sorrows this bottle
And say

(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I pray for better days
(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I know that I can change

(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I for more better days
(Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey)
I know that I can feel