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
Cape cutter picks, we slips into the back
O.G., my nigger, for though
Straight up off that East Side, top of the hill,

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

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

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

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

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

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

And when I get locked down there 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 the west and the beast from the east

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

I'm on my choice and what's cold is
I can still hear my grandma's
She say, "Day turn to night and 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 talk
And these was the rules, squeeze on fools
I up in a different era, homie
the G's is the G's and the little wannabe's really want it

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

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

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

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