Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Nineteen-ninety-eight, damn I can't it
thought, throughout the drama, we'd live to see it
So many of us lost lives to the streets
As we reminisce I'm pourin liquor for the
Thinkin bout the times I spent with many of em
Hopin the Lord let me see the millenium
Trapped in this ghetto main, seekin better
Fightin for my conscience, tryin to shake these wicked
I know it's wrong but it's hard to
All my life, all I ever was hustle and game
Lookin for ever since I was a adolescent
Faced with rejection, early age
But now ten years with doodoo respect
I'm million dollar raps and six digit checks
Showin love to my and my love don't change
Here's a toast to you fakes, huh, here's to days
Banks]
Might strange, but I just can't run away
I run, run, it might sound strange
but I can't run away
I run, no, run away

Touch a ticket, shake a spot for good
Never, I still got love for the
And even though now it's infested gunplay
on most like Bootsy I can't stay away
Cause if I like y'all shook on me
Then whose gon' stay and guide the way for the lil
I turn my head on my folks
so I stay visible in streets and try to give hope
Born in the ghetto, in the ghetto
Got love for the ghetto, I forget the ghetto
How come everytime we get change in our can
we run and try to move out as far as we can?
I know that jealousy's the devil's but you worse
than a devil when you turn your back on young G's
Now feel every that I say, hear my cry
as I out of thirst and search for better days
Banks]
Might strange, but I just can't run away
I run, run, run away!
Said I just can't run
I run, run, run away
No I can't run away
I run, run, runnnnnn away!

Another day dollar, it feels good to look around
and see I'm surrounded by real
Childhood I ran with for years
Shared the same beer and tears over the same
haters swearin that all we all G's
off each others with these, regulates the same cheese
No jealousy we all like Sister Sledge
Lace each other with game, so I can spin cans
Watch our kids grow together, as we get old
Loc I mean this, let no one come in between
Keep our business among us, behind doors and closed
on we consider as foes
Outsiders never exposed to hustle
Plus I'm, never one likely to trust em
No negative association, just
to watch our paper like this bud mutation
Banks]
Might sound strange, but I just run away
I run, run, run away!
No I just can't run
I can't run, I can't away!
No I can't run away
I can't run run run run away!