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 strip your own switch off the
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 there 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 in the days, if you ain't like a nigga
You let him know, you asked for a fave
And then he coulda got a up
Me and you after in the front and we can tear it up
And everybody gon' about it
Yep, so put down your set, and shut up, and be sho' it
Cause everybody lost one
But come home cryin unless your ass mind another one
And your ass better fight
And you not run and let it get back to mom
Cause, daddy ain't no punks (uh-uh)
And, momma raised no chumps (no way)
So, go 'head for you know
Cause a lil' childhood alright, but that's as far as it goes
Cause tomorrow we'll be of friends
Never ever disagreein, now that's a friend,

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

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

Daddy]
Whatever to the momma and daddy jokes
And why you cuss so much, in front of these old folks
That lady about years old
That's my age, and fo' times yours
I know momma you better than that
Believe like this'll give the ol' girl a heart attack
Always hollerin about abuse and child neglect
the hell did you get that?
Shit the time I checked
You ever lost self-respect, you got it put on ass for that
And it happened there where it went wrong
Part now, part two's at home
So from now on, yes ma'am or no sir
Put that behind you, and answers
by thank you or no thanks
Or father may I be excused bein rude

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[Trick
Hold on, so here should teach you a lesson y'know
Kids, listen to your teachers at school and
Parents, to pay attention to your kids at home
Therefore uh, know how to be on a child abuser
Child neglecter, where e'rybody nobody HRS on us
they lil' bad ass when they get out of line
That's my momma did - fo' sho'
Ain't nuttin wrong with a lil' ass
The swellin gon' go and the bleedin gon' stop
But your ass'll be alive, bet you that
And umm, I put that on