Luyện nghe bài hát Still Standin Strong

Yeah,
up in here smoked out
Strictly trees, strictly
Ain't tryin' to mix nothin' wit my

wanna ball breakin' day wit us
For my in a cut
Doing you gotta do to feed ya seeds
stayin' strong

Day breaks sneaks upon my camp once
Get up, get and prepare for war
Yo the war's wit everything outside door
It's a rude but it's more in store

When I through Brooklyn, people show me love
over to GA, people showed me love
Went to North Carolina, they showed us
Even went to California and got from thugz

And all good big up to all the neighborhood
That to see Tek and Steele whenever they could
But the struggle continues after the vengeance
Watch who ya wit, watch what you get into

a war goin' on outside and in my mental
Gettin' drunk and how wonderin' what does gettin' do?
Last week my man put a to his temple
I said nah son not that, that's too

One little on the block sellin' crystal
Next niggie got shot up on Bristol
'Nother niggie lock, 'cause they blew the whistle
Last little niggie did the same bitch shit his little

This niggie be hard to find
Mind don't it in this day and time
Do what we have to or legal
alive strivin' wit my people

In days of our lives try to make ends meat
To search for got us walkin' the streets
Yo I'm not sweatin' sleet, not really stressin'
I'm tryin' to live, tryin' to eat

Tryin' to strong, tryin' not to fall
Tryin' to to see my unborn get tall
'Cause the streets of New York ain't just a in the park
You can get life got in day the or the dark

I thanks when I rise up, open my eyes up
Callisthenic get me right so be nice up
when you feel fit ya feel nice
Beware of the tricks and the fool

Like the minded youth with them gun pound clocked
Who wish to ambush me when I the weed spot
to get, what I got, roll the lah that I cop
Rock the shines that I rock, make my clock stop

But death me fear not, 'cause the high guides I
me wit protection as the years pass by
Conqueror, rasta
Let no man steel from the peel for ya

As I meditate and demonstrate, earthquakes
Breakin' down like a junky a case of shakes
To my dogs weight and behind gates
Livin' life, put the stash on Jakes

For ya need, do the deed
shiesty ass bitches and the next man grieves
Mr. Ripper the star to the hills it's all real
Gotta maintain the sun don't chill

In days of our lives we strive to make ends
To for tomorrow got us walkin' the streets
Yo I'm not sweatin' sleet, not really beef
I'm just to live, tryin' to eat

to stand strong, tryin' not to fall
I'm just tryin' to live to see my unborn get
'Cause the streets of New York ain't no in the park
You can get life got in the day or the dark