Luyện nghe bài hát How Did We Get Here

Oh, I dont know how we it.
Crack.
1
[Fat
Yo
It was all a dream, couldnt Big and Pac
Right in broad day the fiends bodies drop
And at you gotta turn your TV volume up
Cuz the cop sirens up and down my block
Shit aint been the same is you hear on my block
Bunch of old school telling tales on my block
Came home tatted tears in a to get paid
Put it in a box a prayer and it came
What can you smile and be the thing to bring you pain
Is what my daddy told my momma through her labor pains
Is what my momma told me as the cops me away
Eazy-E said "fuck'em", ya i feel the way
Another body, its another homicide
But n*ggas tryna kill us that why we this, dark side
The streets is, ruthless even to my own blood
No just a youngin 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 tell me how did we, how did we, how did we get
from the of no where 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 what im
is real 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 lions 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 to hustle all my life
But i do love rap, they got my knees
put the to my back,
this is around the same time got clapped
He told me put my in music, "Joey go for your dreams"
you can do it look at Finesse it aint as as it seems

[R
3
[Fat
Aint this nice im bigger than
In a jacuzzi smoking a Cohiba but aint a movie
Before i wasn't attractive now i pack the house with
Rubbing shoulders with actors imagine how would you be
Rocking the latest fashion is Juicy, all over again
2010 its like Biggies through me
has changed my route and now the papers greater
Tryna see me on that block i'll see you later
So high, defy gravity n*igga fuck ya style imma
So out of space they cant grab at me, feds aint me
Im all legit, my much 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 went from day-breakers to tax payers, it was 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 lived but i dont know
Chorus Until Out.