Luyện nghe bài hát The Way Life Used to Be

It's all
Reflections of the way life to be
It's all

Take it back to the and the naturals
Cape picks, we slips into the back holes
O.G., my nigger, for real
Straight up off that East Side, top of the hill,

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

Nigger, talk about the that I came from
It raised me real crip crazy, what up, oopsy
Demon or a heathen, while I'm dreamin'
Screamin' to get even, is believin'
And don't you forget that, get it to you, get
Hit that kick back, flies one away

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

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

I like them girls from Ladera or the girls on Hills
I take a trip up the World On and get in a fight
Make it to my ride
Pop shots at suckers disrespectin' the side

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

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

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

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

all right
Shit, I guess my was right
Reflections of the way used to be
all right

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

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

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

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

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

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