Luyện nghe bài hát The Way Life Used to Be

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

Take it back to the Afros and the
Cape cutter picks, we 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
'bout '86, damn, I was overdue
Walkin' in the hood, makin' mix
to walk up about the hood
While I'm at the hood

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

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

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

I like them girls Ladera Heights 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 some suckers the side

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

And when I get down 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 from the and the beast from the east

Yeah, I'm acting a
I'm my degree from gladiator school
I chose this life 'cause I this life
Sell a crack and my flows is tight

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

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

If you get caught then you don't walk, 'cause you don't
And these was the rules, squeeze on these
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 be like?
That on the TV screen
Or the homie on the corner major cream?

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

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

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

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