Luyện nghe bài hát Still Here

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

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

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

Seventeen years of rain 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 been seventeen years of pain but I'm here though

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

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

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

though a nigga still in the hood, gettin' drunk and smokin' on wood
I'ma make it up out of this street life on the corner is where I
Out there all by myself 'cause a gotta get this mil
Wearin' fur ain't doin' us no good flippin' burgers 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 always snitch
It's hard in ghetto man fifteen years old with coke and cane
don't come I'ma go insane snatch 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 six chain then niggas get killed
One in the the other 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 gold

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

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

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