Luyện nghe bài hát How Did We Get Here

Oh, I know how we made it.
Crack.
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[Fat
Yo
It was all a dream, couldnt Big and Pac
Right in broad day watch the fiends drop
And at night you gotta turn your TV up
Cuz the cop blast up and down my block
Shit aint been the is what you hear on my block
Bunch of old gangstas telling tales on my block
home tatted tears in a plan to get paid
Put it in a box a prayer and it came
can make 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
dead body, its another homicide
But n*ggas tryna kill us that why we call this, side
The streets is, ruthless even to my own blood
No love just a youngin tryna up.

[R.
So me how did we, how did we, how did we get here
From the middle of no where, 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 ya, somebody tell 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 real what yall thought,
Too many gettin killed on the ball court
They was chasing hoop 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 lions in cages
Mob giants turn it some clients cases
Some n*ggaz made statements, some made payments damn
What part of the game is that, I mean to all my life
But i do love rap, they got my knees
put the to my back,
this is around the time Calderon got clapped
He told me put my life in music, "Joey go for dreams"
you can do it look at Finesse it as hard as it seems

[R
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[Fat
Aint this nice im than life
In a jacuzzi smoking a Cohiba but aint a movie
i wasn't attractive now i pack the house with groupies
Rubbing shoulders with actors imagine how would you be
Rocking the latest fashion is Juicy, all over again
2010 its like living through me
has changed my route and now the papers greater
Tryna see me on block i'll see you haters later
So high, defy n*igga fuck ya style imma galaxy
So out of they cant grab at me, feds aint having me
Im all legit, my bankroll much thicker it all on the hits
I off with bricks, now i own offices
Who would of i got all this from talking slick
We went from day-breakers to tax payers, it was all a dream
Now the pay us.

[R.
I was supposed to be dead, I was in 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 or die, and I lived but i dont know why?
Chorus Until Out.