Luyện nghe bài hát Look At Me Now

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

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

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

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

And from the day I was born I've hustlin' strong
I've been strugglin' since a child, now them days is
And niggaz said I 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 and carryin' on
It ain't too much in the hood I don't
How many times do I have to say that I'm
That I'ma Young 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 clique legit
Jimmy and the feds, it's just me and some Teds
We cuttin' heads, doin' to buy a loaf of bread
The high speed chases, I really it
To blow 50 G's and don't thank of it
We showed love but wasn't no love back
Whoa Kemosabe, part of the game is that?

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

And from the day I was I've been hustlin' strong
I've been strugglin' since a child, now them 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 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 I'ma 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 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 die young, the bad get rich quick, enough of this
Let me take it to a whole 'nother
stoppin' the po-lice from rollin' through the ghetto

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

And from the day I was I've been hustlin' strong
I've been since a child, now them days 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 time for the 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 I'ma Young Buck and still enough to when you niggaz is hoes