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

I'm lookin' at the
Thinkin' 'bout '86, damn, I was
Walkin' in the hood, mix tapes
to walk up about the hood
While I'm at the hood

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

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

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

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

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

And when I get locked down there ain't hidin' and
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 my degree from gladiator school
I chose this life 'cause I knows this
Sell a little crack and my is tight

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

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

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

Wanna be like, 'cause the C make you wanna 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 nonsense, yeah, none of that

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

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

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