Luyện nghe bài hát Still Here

It's that man
people have heard of him as a hustler
Hell, hope live,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Even 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 I stood
Out there all by 'cause a player gotta get this mil
fur ain't doin' us no good flippin' burgers ain't gon' make you filled

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

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

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

I kept that on me, it wasn't 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 a glock but pushing a Rolls Royce and winning Oscars

Yeah, 365 Mafia, Project Pat, Lyfe
If you can believe, you can every 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
Seventeen of rain foggin' up my windows, yeah
It done seventeen years of pain but I'm still here though