Luyện nghe bài hát Still Standin Strong

Yeah,
Back up in smoked out
trees, strictly trees
Ain't tryin' to mix wit my leaves

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

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

When I through Brooklyn, people show me love
Went to GA, people showed me love
Went to Carolina, they showed 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 remember the struggle after the vengeance
Watch who ya fuck wit, watch you get into

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

One niggie on the block sellin' crystal
Next niggie got shot up on Bristol
'Nother little niggie lock, 'cause blew the whistle
Last little did the same bitch 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
Stayin' strivin' wit my people

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

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

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

Like the wicked minded youth with them gun pound
Who wish to me when I leave the weed spot
to get, what I got, roll the lah that I cop
Rock the shines that I rock, make my life stop

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

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

For ya need, do the deed
Watch shiesty ass and the next man grieves
Mr. from the star to the hills it's all real
Gotta 'cause the sun don't chill

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

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