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
in broad day watch the fiends bodies drop
And at night you gotta turn TV volume up
Cuz the cop sirens blast up and my block
aint been the same is what you hear on my block
Bunch of old school gangstas tales on my block
Came home tears in a plan to get paid
Put it in a box said a and it came
What can you smile and be the thing to bring you pain
Is what my daddy my momma going through her labor pains
Is my momma told me as the cops took me away
Eazy-E said "fuck'em", ya i the same way
Another dead body, its homicide
But n*ggas tryna kill us why we call this, dark side
The streets is, even 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
the middle of no where, from up out these streets we made it ya
So tell me how did we, how did we, how did we get
from the middle of no where ya, somebody tell me,
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[Fat
Me and my *ggaz takin how i freeze time
Lil n*ggaz doin shit we cant rewind, know what im
Shit is fuck what yall thought,
Too many gettin killed on the ball court
They was chasing dreams and we was busting sawed offs
And if your shoes gleamed, i would take all off
my organization the crib swarming with agents
Moms cryin, we it like lions in cages
Mob giants turn it some clients with
Some n*ggaz statements, some n*ggaz made payments damn
What part of the is that, I mean to hustle all my life
But i do rap, they got my knees straighted
put the to my back,
this is around the time Calderon got clapped
He told me put my in music, "Joey go for your dreams"
you can do it look at it aint as hard as it seems

[R
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[Fat
Aint nice im bigger than life
In a smoking a Cohiba but this aint a movie
Before i wasn't attractive now i pack the with groupies
Rubbing shoulders with actors just imagine how you be
Rocking the latest fashion this is Juicy, all over
2010 its like Biggies living me
has changed my route and now the papers greater
Tryna see me on that block see you haters later
So high, defy 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 off with bricks, now i own offices
Who would of thought i got all this talking slick
We from day-breakers to tax payers, it was once all a dream
Now the pay us.

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