Luyện nghe bài hát Still Here

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

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

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

Seventeen years of foggin' up my windows, yeah
It done been seventeen 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 pray for

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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