Luyện nghe bài hát Still Here

It's man again
Some people heard of him as a hustler
Hell, hope live,

Street life my daddy
Got my pregnant in the back of a caddy
Since I lost my first tooth, I been happy
wild nigga child, why that boy is so nappy?

He got that devil in I'm wanna take him down
to be a player but the Coochie cost money now
He to bright but he know a trap when he see one
Got is in his pants with his gun

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

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

When you got in you
Rogain the hair strong but cocaine keeps the cable on
I wait till my nigga JB come home
Why do all the real niggas gone so long?

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

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

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

Out on the block with the fiends and the moon
on the glock tryna pop at a goon
He done my dough, he took my food
Project born with a silver spoon

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

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

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

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