Luyện nghe bài hát Look At Me Now

You know, up in the hood
You go all kind of thangs, ya heard?
Some of good, some 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 hustlin' 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 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 many do I have to say that I'm grown
That I'ma Young Buck and still enough to know when you niggaz is

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

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

And from the day I was born I've hustlin' strong
I've been since a child, now them days is gone
And niggaz said I wouldn't do it now I'm provin' 'em
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 in the hood I don't know
How many times do I have to say that I'm
That I'ma Young Buck and still 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 clique legit
Lil' Jimmy and the feds, it's just me and Teds
We cuttin' heads, doin' whatever to buy a of bread
The speed chases, I really loved it
To blow 50 G's and don't thank of it
We showed love but wasn't no love back
Kemosabe, what part of the game is that?

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

And from the day I was born been hustlin' strong
I've been strugglin' since a child, now days is gone
And niggaz 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 do I have to say that I'm grown
That I'ma Young Buck and still enough to when you niggaz is hoes

Now everybody got they out
Crackhead spent his millions 'til they ranned out
Shorty don't wanna now because her man out
But last week, I couldn't get it out her damn mouth
Nowhere to go, look like I'm 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 nuttin' 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 go through it
Some say I'm heartless, and don't give a damn
But will never understand, until they get a gram
And this is who I am, not who I be
up yo' eyes and see, what these streets done-done to me

And from the day I was born I've 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 their out like I owe them some
I got time for the bickerin' and carryin' on
It ain't too much in the hood I know
How many times do I to say that I'm grown
That I'ma Young Buck and still to know when you niggaz is hoes