Luyện nghe bài hát Look At Me Now

You know, growin' up in the
You go through all of thangs, ya heard?
Some of it's good, of it's 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 strong
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 got their hands out like I owe them some
I ain't got time for the and carryin' on
It ain't too much in the I don't know
How many times do I have to say I'm grown
That I'ma Buck and still enough to know when you niggaz is hoes

I still remember 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 to hang in front of the sto', flag down cars
To be a star, go get a glass 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 couple of 'em, but still I
I different from that same lil' project figure
I went with no lights and no water nigga
And I'm still hood, mean I still could
Get on the block, and get like you should
How can I be good, when wanna be Suge?
Surroundin' with family, so I can sleep good

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

I would light me a stick, thinkin' how can I get
My momma out the bricks and my whole legit
Lil' and the feds, it's just me and some Teds
We cuttin' heads, whatever 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 look how you me go and show you I can do it
I swear to hold it down for my homeboys
Locked up and don't know if they ever home boy
Time keeps tickin', another born
That's gon' go through the same stuff that I went through and
You wonder why I hustle, my on the line
My baby gotta have milk 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 out like I owe them some
I ain't got time for the and carryin' on
It ain't too much in the hood I know
How many times do I have to say I'm grown
I'ma Young Buck and still enough to know when you niggaz is hoes

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

Ain't nuttin' gettin' better but the gotta be paid
And come up short then them tecs gotta get sprayed
got a grave, we just waitin' 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 they get a
And is who I am, not who I wanna be
up yo' eyes and see, what these streets done-done to me

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