Luyện nghe bài hát Still Standin Strong

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

Swift ball breakin' day wit us
For my in a cut
what you gotta do to feed ya seeds
Maintain stayin'

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

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

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

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

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

little niggie be hard to find
Mind makin' it in this day and time
Do what we have to criminal or
Stayin' alive wit my people

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

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

I give thanks when I up, open my eyes up
get me right so I'll be nice up
'Cause when you feel fit ya feel
of the tricks and the fool paradise

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

But death me fear not, 'cause the most guides I
Bless me wit protection as the years by
Conqueror, mighty
Let no man steel the pocket peel for ya

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

For ya need, do the deed
Watch shiesty ass bitches and the next man
Mr. Ripper from the 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 search for got us walkin' the streets
Yo I'm not sweatin' sleet, not really beef
I'm just to live, tryin' to eat

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