Luyện nghe bài hát How I Got Over

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Out in the where I grew up
First thing they us, not to give a fuck
type of thinking can't get you nowhere
has to care

How I got where the people come apart
Don't nobody care about you; only you got is God
Out here in streets if you get down on your luck
You can stand out with a out, but nobody give a fuck
Out here in streets every man is for himself
They ain't helpin' no one else; a hazard to your health
Livin' life in cold streets
Hey, who's worryin' 'bout you,
When you whylin' out, 'round in these streets?

Out in the where I grew up (how I got over)
First thing teach us is not to give a fuck (how I got over)
type of thinking can't get you nowhere (how I got over)
Someone has to

Yo, when you on the corner, it's too drama
Livin' with the police right ya
It's always more a slight reminder
We livin' in a war like Rwanda
Before I go back to the Heavenly
Pray for me if it ain't too bother
Whatever break me or make me stronger
I feel like I can't take too much
too much lyin' and too much flyin'
I'm all cried out 'cause I grew up
They all got a sales pitch I ain't
They tryin' to convince me that I tryin'
We uninspired, we
And tired and sick of being sick and
Of in the hood where the shots are fired
We dyin' to live, so to live we
You like I am

Out on the streets where I up (how I got over)
First they teach us is not to give a fuck (how I got over)
That of thinking can't get you nowhere (somebody, somewhere)
has to care

Somebody's care
And I swear it isn't
In suspended animation, we ain't to go nowhere
Out here in streets
so young and all alone
We ain't old enough to realize we're on our own
life in these hard streets
Where it's like they lost mind
Is there anyway to
Are we runnin' out of out here?

Hey, who's worryin' 'bout you,
When you out, runnin' 'round in these streets?

Out on the streets where I up (how I got over)
First they teach us is not to give a fuck (how I got over)
That type of thinking get you nowhere (somebody, somewhere)
Someone has to

Out in the streets I grew up
First thing they teach us, not to give a
That type of can't get you nowhere
has to care
Out in the streets I grew up
thing they teach us, not to give a fuck
That type of thinking can't get you
Someone has to
Out in the streets I grew up
First they teach us, not to give a fuck
That type of thinking can't get you
Someone has to