Luyện nghe bài hát Still Standin Strong

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

Swift ball breakin' day wit us
For my in a cut
Doing what you do to feed ya seeds
stayin' strong

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As I meditate and demonstrate, earthquakes
Breakin' down like a junky with a of shakes
To my dogs flippin' weight and gates
Livin' street life, put the stash on

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

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

Tryin' to strong, tryin' not to fall
I'm just tryin' to live to see my unborn get
'Cause the streets of New York ain't no walk in the
You can get your life got in the day or the