Luyện nghe bài hát How Did We Get Here

Oh, I know how we made it.
Crack.
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[Fat
Yo
It was all a dream, couldnt Big and Pac
Right in broad day watch the fiends bodies
And at night you gotta turn your TV up
Cuz the cop blast up and down my block
Shit aint been the same is what you on my block
of old school gangstas telling tales on my block
Came tatted tears in a plan to get paid
Put it in a box said a and it came
What can make you smile and be the thing to you pain
Is what my daddy my momma going through her labor pains
Is my momma told me as the cops took me away
Eazy-E said "fuck'em", ya i the same way
Another dead body, its another
But n*ggas kill us that why we call this, dark side
The is, ruthless even sold to my own blood
No love just a youngin blow up.

[R.
So tell me how did we, how did we, how did we get
From the middle of no where, up out these streets we made it ya
So tell me how did we, how did we, how did we get
from the middle of no where ya, somebody me, how?
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[Fat
Me and my takin pictures how i freeze time
Lil doin shit we cant rewind, know what im sayin?
Shit is fuck what yall thought,
Too many n*ggaz gettin killed on the ball
They was chasing hoop and we was busting sawed offs
And if your shoes gleamed, i take them all off
my organization the crib swarming with agents
Moms cryin, we based it like in cages
Mob giants turn it some with cases
Some made statements, some n*ggaz made payments damn
What part of the game is that, I to hustle all my life
But i do love rap, got my knees straighted
put the to my back,
is around the same time Calderon got clapped
He me put my life in music, "Joey go for your dreams"
you can do it look at Finesse it aint as as it seems

[R
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[Fat
Aint nice im bigger than life
In a jacuzzi a Cohiba but this aint a movie
Before i wasn't now i pack the house with groupies
Rubbing shoulders with actors just how would you be
Rocking the latest this is Juicy, all over again
2010 its Biggies living through me
has changed my route and now the papers greater
Tryna see me on that block i'll see you haters
So high, defy gravity n*igga fuck ya imma galaxy
So out of space they cant grab at me, feds aint me
Im all legit, my bankroll thicker blame it all on the hits
I started off bricks, now i own offices
Who would of i got all this from talking slick
We went from to tax payers, it was once all a dream
Now the pay us.

[R.
I was supposed to be dead, I was in them real bad
Dreams of houses in the hills, I was hustling to make it real
But now I came up and I'm one, Yall know the story mo money mo problems, In these streets live or die, and I lived but i dont know why?
Until Fade Out.