Luyện nghe bài hát Look At Me Now

You know, up in the hood
You go all kind of thangs, ya heard?
Some of it's good, some of bad
But the thangs you go through in life, you who you are
at me now

And from the day I was born I've been hustlin'
I've been strugglin' since a child, now days is gone
And niggaz said I wouldn't do it now I'm 'em wrong
And now they got their out like I owe them some
I ain't got time for the bickerin' and on
It ain't too much in the hood I don't
How many do I have to say that I'm grown
I'ma Young Buck and still enough to know when you niggaz is hoes

I remember them nights under the street light
Fiends don't give a damn, they want who got the cheap
I'm tryin' to keep right, get it in
You see people is dyin' and the money is slow
We used to in front of the sto', flag down cars
To be a movie star, go get a jar
Once you it and cut it homey go stand out in public
See the work sell itself if you got of it

Plenty been shot but see it's all in the game
Even I took a of 'em, but still I remain
I ain't different that same lil' project figure
I done went with no lights and no water
And I'm still hood, that mean I still
Get on the block, and get like you should
How can I be good, when rappers be Suge?
Surroundin' with family, so I can sleep good

And the day I was born I've been hustlin' strong
I've strugglin' since a child, now them days is gone
And niggaz said I wouldn't do it now I'm 'em wrong
And now they got their hands out I owe them some
I ain't got for the bickerin' and carryin' on
It too much in the hood I don't know
How many times do I have to say that I'm
That Young Buck and still enough to know when you niggaz is hoes

I light me a cancer stick, thinkin' how can I get
My momma out the bricks and my whole clique
Lil' Jimmy and the feds, it's me and some Teds
We cuttin' heads, doin' to buy a loaf of bread
The high chases, I really loved it
To blow 50 G's and don't nothin' of it
We showed love but wasn't no love back
Kemosabe, what part of the game is that?

It's a fact and my war on me can prove it
But how you made me go and show you I can do it
I solemnly swear to it down for my homeboys
Locked up and don't know if they ever comin' boy
Time keeps tickin', baby's born
gon' go through the same stuff that I went through and more
You why I hustle, my life's on the line
My gotta have milk when she crying, c'mon now

And from the day I was born I've been hustlin'
I've been strugglin' a child, now them days is gone
And niggaz I wouldn't do it now I'm provin' 'em wrong
And now they got their hands out I owe them some
I ain't got time for the bickerin' and on
It too much in the hood I don't know
How many times do I have to say I'm grown
That I'ma Young Buck and still to know when you niggaz is hoes

Now everybody got hand out
Willie spent his millions 'til they ranned out
Shorty wanna holla now because her man out
But just last week, I couldn't get it out her damn
Nowhere to go, look I'm stuck in these bricks
Seem like the good die young, the bad get rich quick, enough of
Let me it to a whole 'nother level
Like stoppin' the po-lice from rollin' the ghetto

Ain't gettin' better but the bills gotta be paid
And money come up short then them gotta get sprayed
E'rybody got a grave, we just to go to it
No matter what we do y'all we're gon' go through it
Some say that I'm heartless, and don't give a
But they will never understand, until get a gram
And this is who I am, not who I be
Open up yo' and see, what these streets done-done to me

And from the day I was born been hustlin' strong
been strugglin' since a child, now them days is gone
And niggaz said I wouldn't do it now I'm 'em wrong
And now they got their hands out I owe them some
I got time for the bickerin' and carryin' on
It too much in the hood I don't know
How many times do I to say that I'm grown
That Young Buck and still enough to know when you niggaz is hoes