Luyện nghe bài hát Suddenly

I swear this famous shit just happened
For sure hoes was so uptight, but now they so polite
All I see is fake love, smiles, and
But Im pimpin nigga,
I remember when, I was ten, maybe nine
Ricky had a two shotty pumps with a baby nine
had the rhymes, Puffy had the Shyne
Bone had more thugs but that was the shit, that made me rhyme
Wassup, whats on your Hol up, Im feeling fine
Locs got me blind, thuggin like Im Eazy-E up in his
Another young nigga with a
I guess thats why the crackers me after school
on the wall, roaches on the dresser
Everybody had roaches but our roaches aint us
On the park bench playing checkers, sipping
Girbaud jeans with straps and reflectors
We had cookouts and dirt bikes and dice and fist fights
And fish fries and shootouts like one SIG with two
And left two down, thats four kids but one lived
Left three dead, but one split, that one miss, that one
Thats everyday shit, shit we to that
Add it up, do the math with your ass
Dont view me as no conscious cat, aint no conscious rap
Fuck the conscious crap, my macll push your conscience
I do for my culture, penny, nickels in the sofa
watching Oprah, daddy in the kitchen whipping soda
Cook, connect, named Sosa, Spanish by Ola hit it in the chocha
With the Testarossa, hit Daytona, the law, we soldiers
Im bout it it, nigga aint shit sweet about me
The baddest bitches on the block be even speakin me
Im so thuggish bringin ruckus, knuckin if you buckin
Young and thuggin, buggin showing out in public, but you it

I only got one vision, thats for kids in every color,
That listen, that you gotta beat the system, stay the fuck out the
They try to our vision, but we all got children and siblings
You my brother, you my kin, fuck the color of skin

Back again
in the back of the Lac with a pass or the gin
Finna ask can I to her friend,
a nigga smash, Ill be damned if I ask her again
Gold on the Lac when I spin,
Then its to the back of the Benz,
Lean back in the back the Henn
And a when I tap that that then attack,
Never tax, never that, max on the ends
Spend ends, I remember way when,
A motherfucker used to have to cash from my friends, friends
Just to put a up in the fridge
When Im on, I swear to God to pay you
Now the kids all look up to me, them bitches wanna with me
My idols say whats up to me, ugly to comfortably

It all man
It was just yesterday
Times was so
And now Im
I just can thank God

Everything changed before my
By my