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 in life, make you who you are
at me now

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 wouldn't do it now I'm 'em wrong
And now they got hands out like 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 times do I have to say that I'm grown
That I'ma Young Buck and still to know when you niggaz is hoes

I still remember them under the street light
Fiends don't give a damn, they want who got the cheap
I'm tryin' to right, get it in dough
You see is dyin' fast and the money is slow
We used to 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 if you got enough of it

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

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

I would me a cancer stick, thinkin' how can I get
My momma out the bricks and my whole legit
Lil' Jimmy and the feds, it's just me and some
We cuttin' heads, doin' whatever to buy a loaf of
The high speed chases, I loved it
To 50 G's and don't thank nothin' of it
We showed but wasn't no love showed back
Whoa Kemosabe, what part of the is that?

It's a fact and my war wounds on me can it
But look how you me go and show you I can do it
I solemnly swear to it down for my homeboys
Locked up and know if they ever comin' home boy
Time keeps tickin', another born
That's gon' go through the stuff that I went through and more
You why I hustle, my life's on the line
My baby gotta milk when she crying, c'mon now

And the day I was born I've been hustlin' strong
I've been strugglin' since a child, now them is gone
And said I wouldn't do it now I'm provin' 'em wrong
And now they got 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 have to say that I'm
That I'ma Young Buck and enough to know when you niggaz is hoes

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

Ain't nuttin' gettin' but the bills gotta be paid
And money come up then them tecs gotta 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 that I'm heartless, and don't a damn
But they will understand, until they get a gram
And is who I am, not who I wanna be
Open up yo' eyes and see, what these done-done to me

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 do it now I'm provin' 'em wrong
And now they got their hands out I owe them some
I got time for the bickerin' 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 Buck and enough to know when you niggaz is hoes