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, save Big and Pac
Right in day watch the fiends bodies drop
And at you gotta turn your TV volume up
Cuz the cop blast up and down my block
Shit aint been the is what you hear on my block
Bunch of old school gangstas telling tales on my
Came home tatted tears in a plan to get
Put it in a box said a prayer and it
What can make you smile and be the thing to bring you
Is what my daddy told my momma going her labor pains
Is what my momma told me as the took me away
Eazy-E said "fuck'em", ya i feel the way
Another dead body, its another
But n*ggas tryna kill us that why we this, dark side
The streets is, ruthless even sold to my own
No love just a tryna blow up.

[R.
So me how did we, how did we, how did we get here
From the middle of no where, from up out streets we made it ya
So me how did we, how did we, how did we get here
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 we cant rewind, know what im sayin?
is real fuck what yall thought,
Too many n*ggaz gettin killed on the ball
They was chasing hoop dreams and we was busting sawed
And if your shoes gleamed, i would take all off
Extend my organization the crib with agents
Moms cryin, we it like lions in cages
Mob giants it some clients with cases
Some n*ggaz statements, some n*ggaz made payments damn
What part of the game is that, I mean to hustle all my
But i do love rap, they got my knees
put the to my back,
this is around the same time got clapped
He me put my life 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
this nice im bigger than life
In a jacuzzi smoking a Cohiba but this a movie
Before i wasn't attractive now i the house with groupies
Rubbing shoulders with just imagine how would you be
the latest fashion this is Juicy, all over again
2010 its like Biggies living me
Chance has changed my route and now the papers
see me on that block i'll see you haters later
So high, defy gravity n*igga ya style imma galaxy
So out of space they grab at me, feds aint having me
Im all legit, my bankroll much blame it all on the hits
I off with bricks, now i own offices
Who would of thought i got all this from slick
We went 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 streets bad
Dreams of houses in the hills, I was hustling just to it real
But now I came up and I'm number one, Yall know the story mo money mo problems, In these live or die, and I lived but i dont know why?
Chorus Until Out.