Luyện nghe bài hát Things Done Changed

Remember back in the days, when had waves
Gazelle shades, and corn
Pitchin pennies, had the high top jellies
Shootin skelly, motherfuckers was all
at the barbeques, drinkin brews
With the neighborhood crews, hangin on the
your pagers, to nineteen ninety three
Niggaz is smoked g, believe me
Talk slick, you get neck slit quick
Cause real street niggaz ain't havin that
Totin techs for rep, blunts in the project
Hallways, shootin all day
Wait for niggaz to step up on some shit
We get and shit and start lifin shit
So step away your fist fight ways
Motherfucker this ain't back in the days, but you don't me though

No more cocoa leave-io, one two
One two three, all of this to me, is a
I hear you talk about it
But I stay seein bodies with the motherfuckin around it
And I'm with the shit too
For the stupid motherfuckers wanna try to use
Instead of a mac-10 he scrappin
Slugs in his back and, that's what the fucks
you sleep on the street
Little with heat, want ta leave a nigga six feet deep
And we comin to the
To make sure the cryin and commotion a motherfuckin fake
Back in the days, our used to take care of us
Look at em now, even fuckin scared of us
the city for help because they can't maintain
Damn, shit changed

If I wasn't in the rap
I'd have a key knee deep in the crack game
the streets is a short stop
Either you're slingin crack or you got a wicked jumpshot
Shit, hard being young from the slums
Eatin five cent gums not knowin where your meals comin
And now the gettin crazier and major
Kids younger than me, they got the sky grand
Goin town, blowin up
Six months later all the dead bodies up
It make me wanna the nine and the shottie
But I gotta go identify the
Damn, what to the summertime cookouts?
Everytime I turn a nigga gettin took out
Shit, my momma got in her breast
Don't ask me why I'm motherfuckin stressed, done changed