Luyện nghe bài hát Still Here

It's that man
Some people have heard of him as a
Hell, live, really

life killed my daddy
Got my pregnant in the back of a caddy
Since I lost my tooth, I ain't been happy
Young nigga child, why that boy is so nappy?

He got that devil in I'm police wanna him down
Used to be a but the Coochie cost money now
He ain't to bright but he know a when he see one
Got is conscious in his pants his gun

Seventeen of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah
It been seventeen years of pain but I'm still here though
Seventeen years of rain foggin' up my windows,
It done been seventeen years of but I'm still here though

box full of pictures
All that's left of good times I've with my niggas
Some alive and no longer with us
How da, how da, how da hell do you for forgiveness?

When you got in you
Rogain keeps the hair strong but cocaine keeps the on
I can't wait my nigga JB come home
Why do all the real stay gone so long?

Seventeen years of rain up my windows, yeah
It done been seventeen years of but I'm still here though
years of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah
It done been seventeen years of pain but I'm here though

Even though a nigga in the hood, gettin' drunk and smokin' on wood
I'ma make it up out of this street life on the is where I stood
Out there all by myself 'cause a player get this mil
Wearin' fur ain't doin' us no good burgers ain't gon' make you filled

But I'm ten toes in this hustlin' tryna make hood rich
And I still ain't trustin' no bitch 'cause the mother fuckers snitch
hard in this ghetto man fifteen years old with coke and cane
Cheese don't come I'ma go snatch me a purse, snatch me a chain

Out here on the block the fiends and the moon
Squeeze on the glock pop at a goon
He done my dough, he took my food
wasn't born with a silver spoon

In my mouth, in my grill wear six chain then niggas get
One in the grave the in jail, nobody wins thats fo' real
Back way when I was a runny nose runnin' round up and
The carrying a black glock and a gold frown

I kept that on me, it wasn't no problem homie
You said it, I had it and met you if you my money
Just tryna buy bologna but now I'm buying
Still totin' a but pushing a Rolls Royce and winning Oscars

Yeah, 365 Mafia, Pat, Lyfe Jennings
If you can believe, you can achieve damn bug
us a good day, yeah

Seventeen years of rain up my windows, yeah
It done been seventeen years of pain but I'm here though
years of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah
It done been years of pain but I'm still here though