Luyện nghe bài hát The Way Life Used to Be

It's all
Reflections of the way used to be
all right

Take it back to the and the naturals
cutter picks, we slips into the back holes
O.G., my nigger, for though
up off that East Side, top of the hill, y'all

I'm at the overview
Thinkin' '86, damn, I was overdue
in the hood, makin' mix tapes
Tryin' to up about the hood
While I'm chucking at the

Nigger, talk about the hood that I came
It raised me real crip crazy, what up, oopsy
Demon or a heathen, schemin' while I'm
to get even, seein' is believin'
And you forget that, get it to you, get back
Hit that kick back, flies one away

Reminisce about the things that my mama use to say
"Stay in your own lane, stay on own
And trying to be grown
Day to night and play turn to fight"

It's all
Yeah, I guess my was right
of the way life used to be
It's all

I like girls from Ladera Heights or the girls on Hills
I take a up the World On Wheels and get in a fight
Make it back to my
Pop shots at some disrespectin' the side

My big homie, my cuzzo, schoolyard
Slid me away, to get me away
I'm just a Long Beach nigger outside of my
I'm bangin', ridin' but it good

And when I get locked there ain't hidin' and wonderin'
As soon as I hit the County, I'm up in 48
With the dealers, the killers, the realers, the
The best the west and the beast from the east

Yeah, I'm a fool
I'm getting my degree from gladiator
I chose this 'cause I knows this life
Sell a little and my flows is tight

I'm on my choice and what's cold is
I can still hear my voice
She say, "Day turn to night and play to fight"

It's all
Shit, I my granny was right
of the way life used to be
It's all

If you get caught then you walk, 'cause you don't talk
And was the rules, squeeze on these fools
I up in a different era, homie
Where the G's is the G's and the wannabe's really want it

Wanna be like, 'cause the C life make you G like
Now who you wanna be
That on the TV screen
Or the on the corner gettin' major cream?

In the Cadillac, beatin' like
A nigger with money, don't how to act
Smoke till your get cataracts
All money nonsense, yeah, none of

sack, run it back
Hold him back, lock him up, bag him up, front him
If a trick, jump the track, do you want money back?
Lil bitch was a rat

for the funny act
'Cause this come
And my said it's no fun
She say, "Day turn to and play turn to fight"

It's all
Yeah, I my granny was right
Reflections of the way life to be
all right