Luyện nghe bài hát Look At Me Now

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

And the day I was born I've been hustlin' strong
been strugglin' since a child, now them days 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 for the bickerin' and carryin' on
It too much in the hood I don't know
How many times do I have to say I'm grown
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 a damn, they want 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 hang in of the sto', flag down cars
To be a movie star, go get a jar
Once you it and cut it homey go stand out in public
See the work sell itself if you got of it

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

And from the day I was 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 provin' 'em
And now they got hands out like I owe them some
I ain't got time for the bickerin' and on
It ain't too much in the hood I know
How many times do I have to say 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 out the bricks and my whole clique legit
Lil' Jimmy and the feds, it's just me and some
We cuttin' heads, whatever to buy a loaf of bread
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
Kemosabe, what part of the game is that?

It's a fact and my war wounds on me can it
But look how you made me go and 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 I went through and more
You wonder why I hustle, my on the line
My baby gotta have when she crying, c'mon now

And from the day I was born I've hustlin' strong
I've been strugglin' since a child, now them days is
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 too much 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 his millions 'til they ranned out
don't wanna holla now because her man out
But just last week, I get it out her damn mouth
Nowhere to go, look like I'm stuck in bricks
like the good die young, the bad get rich quick, enough of this
Let me take it to a 'nother level
Like stoppin' the po-lice from rollin' through the

nuttin' gettin' better but the bills gotta be paid
And money come up short then tecs gotta get sprayed
got a grave, we just waitin' to go to it
No matter we do y'all we're still gon' go through it
say that 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
Open up yo' eyes and see, what these done-done to me

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