Luyện nghe bài hát How Did We Get Here

Oh, I dont how we made it.
Crack.
1
[Fat
Yo
It was all a dream, save Big and Pac
Right in day watch the fiends bodies drop
And at night you turn your TV volume up
Cuz the cop sirens up and down my block
Shit aint been the same is what you on my block
Bunch of old school gangstas telling on my block
Came home tatted tears in a plan to get
Put it in a box a prayer and it came
What can make you smile and be the to bring you pain
Is what my daddy told my going through her labor pains
Is what my momma told me as the cops me away
Eazy-E said "fuck'em", ya i the same way
dead body, its another homicide
But n*ggas tryna us that why we call this, dark side
The streets is, even sold to my own blood
No love just a tryna blow up.

[R.
So me how did we, how did we, how did we get here
From the of no where, from up out these streets we made it ya
So me how did we, how did we, how did we get here
the middle of no where ya, somebody tell me, how?
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[Fat
Me and my *ggaz takin pictures how i time
Lil n*ggaz doin shit we rewind, know what im sayin?
Shit is real fuck what thought,
Too many n*ggaz gettin killed on the court
They was chasing dreams and we was busting sawed offs
And if your shoes gleamed, i take them all off
Extend my organization the crib swarming with
Moms cryin, we it like lions in cages
Mob giants it some clients with cases
Some made statements, some n*ggaz made payments damn
What of the game is that, I mean to hustle all my life
But i do love rap, 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
3
[Fat
Aint this nice im than life
In a jacuzzi a Cohiba but this aint a movie
Before i attractive now i pack the house with groupies
Rubbing shoulders with actors just how would you be
Rocking the latest fashion this is Juicy, all again
2010 its like Biggies living me
Chance has changed my and now the papers greater
Tryna see me on that block see you haters later
So high, defy gravity fuck ya style imma galaxy
So out of space they cant at me, feds aint having me
Im all legit, my much 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 supposed to be dead, I was in them real bad
Dreams of houses in the hills, I was hustling 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 lived but i know why?
Chorus Fade Out.