Luyện nghe bài hát Use To Be

Yea oh yea yea

I to be, I used to
(Used to to used to)
I used to be, I to
(I used to be, I to)
I used to in the dirt
I to cry til it hurt
I will look up to the
is my time gonna come
I used to be, I to
But I got used to
Bein what I to be
So I to be, I used to (yea)
But I got used to (neva)
Bein I used to be

I was never used to that was used to
broke so I started sellin coke
Times got hard was sellin
Skimmin just like the preacher In church, you sellin
Now Im gettin older, gettin colder
at my son while his head lay on my shoulder
Thinkin in my head I make it to see him grow up"
Or will I a bullet from some these n****s throwin
Try and me out in the hood try and make it out
N****s plotting on me, all stakin out
Try and get a couple bricks so I could make a
Close friends hatin on me, try and play me out
Damn, but n****s couldnt deal me
If they had my shooters would still hit it
North side of where is real greedy, and dirty at
Where they murder at

I to be, I used to
(Used to used to to)
I to be, I used to
(I to be, I used to)
I used to grind in the
I used to cry til it
I will look up to the
is my time gonna come
I to be, I used to
But I never got to
Bein I used to be
So I used to be, I to
But I got used to
Bein what I to be

When I was young I started it out
My daddy got killed, I was the man of the
By the age of 16, man them was out
So when tryin to hit me, Im just handin them out
Cuz I aint tryna see my mom cryin and my sis
So Imma let this little level rip on em
Louis Vuitton sneaks, watch the blood on em
For all the I bled, the tears I shed
Every time I made money, it was here I
And if my n****s ask for it was yea I
butter just to get the fam bread
I swear I got to the streets and it was here I wed
Cuz I was used to bein what I used to
Started all walkin the roads, wheres the coop to
let the top down every time I shoot through
To give motivation even though I know they hatin

I to be, I used to
(Used to to used to)
I used to be, I to
(I to be, I used to)
I used to grind in the
I to cry til it hurt
I will look up to the
When is my gonna come
I to be, I used to
But I never got to
Bein what I to be
So I used to be, I to
But I never got to
what I used to be

The man the gold makes the rules
And the one who makes the rules, break the
Some n****s it alive, some make the news
Its either family or money, I hate to
Cuz you need money just to the fam
And family keep you
Got n***a on the paper, still I keep the
N****s heard im money so they creepin through
I keep my up on that hammer, whats for me to do
Let n****s kill me
Try to line me up so they can me
Im just you the real me
with a dollar, now I got it and Im filthy
N***a!

I used to be, I to
(Used to used to to)
I used to be, I to
(I to be, I used to)
I used to in the dirt
I to cry til it hurt
I will up to the heavens
When is my gonna come
I used to be, I to
But I got used to
Bein I used to be
So I to be, I used to
But I never got to
what I used to be