Luyện nghe bài hát Things Done Changed

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

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

If I in the rap game
I'd probably have a key knee deep in the crack
Because the is a short stop
Either slingin crack rock or you got a wicked jumpshot
Shit, it's hard being from the slums
Eatin five cent gums not knowin where meals comin from
And now the shit's crazier and major
Kids younger me, they got the sky grand pagers
Goin outta town, up
Six months later all the dead showin up
It make me wanna the nine and the shottie
But I gotta go identify the
Damn, what happened to the summertime
Everytime I turn around a nigga gettin out
Shit, my momma got cancer in her
ask me why I'm motherfuckin stressed, things done changed