Luyện nghe bài hát Still Here

It's man again
people have heard of him as a hustler
Hell, live, really

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

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

Seventeen years of rain up my windows, yeah
It done been seventeen 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 here though

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

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

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

Even though a nigga still in the hood, 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 player gotta get mil
Wearin' fur ain't doin' us no good flippin' ain't gon' make you filled

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

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

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

I kept that product on me, it no problem homie
You it, I had it and met you if you stole my money
Just tryna buy bologna but now I'm buying
Still totin' a glock but pushing a Royce 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 foggin' up my windows,
It done been seventeen years of pain but I'm still though
Seventeen years of foggin' up my windows, yeah
It done been seventeen of pain but I'm still here though