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, some of bad
But the you go through in life, make you who you are
at me now

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

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

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

And from the day I was I've been hustlin' strong
I've been strugglin' since a child, now them days is
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 too much in the hood I don't know
How many do I have to say that I'm grown
That Young Buck and still enough 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 whole clique
Lil' Jimmy and the feds, it's just me and Teds
We cuttin' heads, doin' 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 love but wasn't no showed back
Whoa Kemosabe, what part of the game is

a fact and my war wounds on me can prove it
But how you made me go and show you I can do it
I solemnly swear to hold it for my homeboys
Locked up and don't if they ever comin' home boy
Time keeps tickin', another baby's
That's gon' go through the same stuff I went through 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 born I've been strong
I've been strugglin' since a child, now days is gone
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 got they hand out
Crackhead Willie spent his millions they ranned out
Shorty 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 bricks
Seem like the good die young, the bad get rich quick, of this
Let me take it to a 'nother level
Like stoppin' the po-lice from rollin' through the

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

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