Luyện nghe bài hát How Did We Get Here

Oh, I dont know how we it.
Crack.
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[Fat
Yo
It was all a dream, couldnt Big and Pac
Right in broad day watch the bodies drop
And at night you turn your TV volume up
Cuz the cop sirens up and down my block
aint been the same is what you hear on my block
Bunch of old school gangstas telling on my block
Came home tears in a plan to get paid
Put it in a box said a and it came
can make you smile and be the thing to bring you pain
Is what my told my momma going through her labor pains
Is what my momma me as the cops took me away
said "fuck'em", ya i feel the same way
Another dead body, its another
But tryna kill us that why we call this, dark side
The streets is, ruthless sold to my own blood
No just a youngin tryna blow up.

[R.
So tell me how did we, how did we, how did we get
From the middle of no where, from up out these streets we it ya
So tell me how did we, how did we, how did we get
from the middle of no where ya, somebody me, how?
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[Fat
Me and my takin pictures how i freeze time
Lil n*ggaz doin shit we cant rewind, know im sayin?
Shit is fuck what yall thought,
Too many n*ggaz killed on the ball court
was chasing hoop dreams and we was busting sawed offs
And if shoes gleamed, i would take them all off
my organization the crib swarming with agents
Moms cryin, we based it like in cages
Mob giants turn it some clients with
Some n*ggaz made statements, some n*ggaz made damn
What part of the game is that, I mean to hustle all my
But i do rap, they got my knees straighted
put the to my back,
this is around the time Calderon got clapped
He me put my life in music, "Joey go for your dreams"
you can do it look at Finesse it aint as as it seems

[R
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[Fat
Aint this nice im than life
In a jacuzzi smoking a Cohiba but this a movie
Before i attractive now i pack the house with groupies
Rubbing with actors just imagine how would you be
Rocking the fashion this is Juicy, all over again
2010 its like living through me
Chance has changed my route and now the papers
see me on that block i'll see you haters later
So high, gravity n*igga fuck ya style imma galaxy
So out of space they cant at me, feds aint having me
Im all legit, my bankroll thicker blame it all on the hits
I started off with bricks, now i own
Who of thought i got all this from talking slick
We from day-breakers to tax payers, it was once all a dream
Now the pay us.

[R.
I was to be dead, I was in them streets real bad
Dreams of houses in the hills, I was just to make it real
But now I came up and I'm number one, Yall know the story mo money mo problems, In these streets live or die, and I but i dont know why?
Chorus Fade Out.