Luyện nghe bài hát Look At Me Now

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

And from the day I was born I've been hustlin'
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 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 Buck and enough to know when you niggaz is hoes

I still remember them nights under the 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' and the money is slow
We used to hang in front of the sto', 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 but see it's all in the game
I took a couple of 'em, but still I remain
I ain't different from that same lil' figure
I done went 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 rappers be Suge?
Surroundin' myself with family, so I can sleep

And from the day I was I've 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 got their 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 many times do I to say that I'm grown
That I'ma Young Buck and still enough to know when you niggaz is

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

a fact and my war wounds on me can prove it
But look how you made me go and you I can do it
I solemnly swear to hold it for my homeboys
up and don't know if they ever comin' home boy
Time keeps tickin', another born
That's gon' go through the same stuff that I went through and
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' 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 like I owe 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

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

Ain't nuttin' gettin' better but the gotta be paid
And come up short then them tecs gotta get sprayed
E'rybody got a grave, we just to go to it
No what we do y'all we're still gon' go through it
Some say that I'm heartless, and don't give a
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 born 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 provin' 'em
And now they got hands 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 don't
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