Luyện nghe bài hát These Are the Daze

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

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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, (look how far we've come)
Look how far we come (doin we love)
Doin what we love (cause are the days)
(ballin, we hold on)

[Trick
And I remember back in the days, if you like a nigga
You let him know, then you for a fave
And he coulda got a head up
Me and you school in the front and we can tear it up
And everybody know about it
Yep, so put down your set, and up, and be sho' about it
everybody done lost one
But don't come home cryin unless your ass another one
And your ass better back
And you bet' not run and let it get to mom
Cause, ain't made no punks (uh-uh)
And, momma ain't no chumps (no way)
So, go 'head for you know
a lil' childhood fight's alright, but that's as far as it goes
Cause tomorrow we'll be of friends
Never ever disagreein, now a friend, c'mon

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

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

[Trick
Whatever happened to the and daddy jokes
And why you so much, right in front of these old folks
That about seventy-five years old
That's twice my age, and fo' times
I momma taught you better than that
Believe stuff like this'll give the ol' girl a attack
Always hollerin child abuse and child neglect
Where the hell did you get
Shit the last I checked
You ever lost self-respect, you got it put on your ass for
And it right there where it went wrong
Part one's now, part two's at
So now on, it's yes ma'am or no sir
Put behind you, questions and answers
Followed by thank you or no
Or may I be excused without bein rude

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