Luyện nghe bài hát Still Standin Strong

Yeah,
up in here smoked out
Strictly trees, strictly
tryin' to mix nothin' wit my leaves

Swift wanna breakin' day wit us
For my in a cut
Doing you gotta do to feed ya seeds
Maintain stayin'

Day breaks sneaks my camp once more
Get up, get dressed and for war
Yo the war's wit outside your door
a rude awakening but it's more in store

When I walk Brooklyn, people show me love
Went over to GA, people me love
Went to North Carolina, they us love
Even went to California and got love thugz

And all good big up to all the neighborhood
That came to see Tek and Steele whenever they
But the struggle continues after the vengeance
Watch who ya wit, watch what you get into

a war goin' on outside and in my mental
Gettin' drunk and how what does gettin' bent do?
Last week my man put a to his temple
I said nah son not that, too simple

One little on the block sellin' crystal
Next little niggie got up on Bristol
'Nother little niggie lock, 'cause they the whistle
Last little did the same bitch shit his little sister

This niggie be hard to find
Mind don't makin' it in day and time
Do what we to criminal or legal
Stayin' alive strivin' wit my

In days of our lives they try to ends meat
To search for tomorrow got us the streets
Yo I'm not sweatin' sleet, not really stressin'
I'm just tryin' to live, to eat

Tryin' to stand strong, not to fall
Tryin' to to see my unborn get tall
the streets of New York ain't just a walk in the park
You can get your life got in day the or the

I give when I rise up, open my eyes up
get me right so I'll be nice up
'Cause when you feel fit ya feel
Beware of the tricks and the paradise

Like the wicked minded youth with them gun clocked
Who wish to ambush me when I leave the spot
Want to get, I got, roll the lah that I cop
Rock the that I rock, make my life clock stop

But death me fear not, 'cause the most high I
Bless me wit protection as the years by
Conqueror, rasta
Let no man steel from the peel for ya

As I and demonstrate, verbal earthquakes
down like a junky with a case of shakes
To my dogs weight and behind gates
Livin' street life, put the on Jakes

For ya need, do whatever the
shiesty ass bitches and the next man grieves
Mr. Ripper from the star to the hills all real
Gotta maintain the sun don't chill

In days of our lives we strive to ends meet
To search for got us walkin' the streets
Yo I'm not sweatin' sleet, not really stressin'
I'm just to live, tryin' to eat

to stand strong, tryin' not to fall
I'm tryin' to live to see my unborn get tall
'Cause the streets of New York no walk in the park
You can get life got in the day or the dark