Luyện nghe bài hát Still Here

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Even though a nigga 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 'cause a gotta get this mil
Wearin' fur ain't us no good flippin' burgers ain't gon' make you filled

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

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

In my mouth, in my wear six chain 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 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 stole my
Just tryna buy bologna but now I'm lobster
totin' a glock but pushing a Rolls Royce and winning Oscars

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

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