Luyện nghe bài hát These Are the Daze

Heh, remember back in the days
When niggaz used to get they ass whooped for snakin
And had to go your own switch off the tree
are the days

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(These are the days)
are the days (when we parlay)
When we (just me and my team)
Me and my team (out livin our dream)
Ha, ha ha, Lord (look how far come)
how far we come (doin what we love)
Doin we love (cause these are the days)
(ballin, we gon' on)

[Trick
And I remember back in the days, if you like a nigga
You let him know, you asked for a fave
And then he coulda got a up
Me and you after school in the and we can tear it up
And gon' know about it
Yep, so put down your set, and shut up, and be about it
Cause everybody done one
But don't come home cryin unless your ass another one
And your ass fight back
And you not run and let it get back to mom
Cause, daddy made no punks (uh-uh)
And, momma raised no chumps (no way)
So, go 'head for you know
Cause a childhood fight's alright, but that's as far as it goes
Cause tomorrow we'll be of friends
ever disagreein, now that's a friend, c'mon

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[Trick
Now leave the and the crack and the knives alone
It's, on the microphone, and I can
see trouble right in your home
Far as the concerned, let him live and learn
And let him to be older than us
Teach him than gangbangin, drug deals and hold-ups
And up, hold that drinkin just a little bit
And when they get high, just let 'em hear this
And let 'em hit it they OD
Cause when they sober up, gon' love and respect us
Now we mo' doctors, lawyers
Teachers, preachers, and explorers

These are the days, Lord these are the
These are the (these are the days) Lord these are the days
(for the thugs)

Daddy]
Whatever happened to the momma and jokes
And why you cuss so much, in front of these old folks
That lady about seventy-five old
That's my age, and fo' times yours
I know momma taught you than that
Believe stuff like this'll give the ol' girl a attack
Always hollerin about abuse and child neglect
Where the did you get that?
Shit the last time I
You ever lost self-respect, you got it put on ass for that
And it happened right there it went wrong
one's now, part two's at home
So now on, it's yes ma'am or no sir
Put that behind you, questions and
Followed by you or no thanks
Or father may I be excused without rude

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[Trick
Hold on, so this here should teach you a y'know
Kids, y'know listen to your teachers at and
Parents, need to pay to your kids at home
Therefore uh, how to be hard on a child abuser
Child neglecter, where nobody call HRS on us
Beat they lil' bad ass they get out of line
what my momma did - fo' sho'
Ain't wrong with a lil' ass whuppin
The swellin gon' go down and the gon' stop
But your ass'll be alive, I'll bet you
And umm, I put on Pearl