Luyện nghe bài hát Things Done Changed

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

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

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