Luyện nghe bài hát These Are the Daze

Heh, y'all remember in the days
niggaz used to get they ass whooped for snakin cars
And had to go your own switch off the tree
are the days

[Chorus: Trick + (singer)]
(These are the days)
are the days (when we parlay)
When we (just me and my team)
Me and my (out there livin our dream)
Ha, ha ha, Lord (look how far come)
how far we come (doin what we love)
Doin what we love (cause are the days)
(ballin, we hold on)

Daddy]
And I remember back in the days, if you ain't a nigga
You let him know, you asked for a fave
And he coulda got a head up
Me and you school in the front and we can tear it up
And everybody gon' know it
Yep, so put down your set, and shut up, and be sho' it
everybody done lost one
But don't come home cryin unless your ass another one
And ass better fight back
And you bet' not run and let it get to mom
Cause, daddy ain't no punks (uh-uh)
And, momma ain't no chumps (no way)
So, go 'head for you know
Cause a childhood fight's alright, but that's as far as it goes
Cause tomorrow we'll be best of
Never ever disagreein, now a friend, c'mon

w/ minor variations]

[Trick
Now leave the guns and the crack and the alone
It's, on the microphone, and I can
see trouble right in front your
Far as the kid's concerned, let him and learn
And let him grow to be than us
Teach him more than gangbangin, drug deals and
And slow up, hold that just a little bit
And when they wanna get high, just let 'em this
And let 'em hit it 'til OD
Cause when they sober up, they love and respect us
Now we mo' doctors, lawyers
Teachers, preachers, and explorers

These are the days, Lord these are the
These are the (these are the days) Lord these are the days
(for the thugs)

[Trick
Whatever happened to the and daddy jokes
And why you so much, right in front of these old folks
lady about seventy-five years old
That's twice my age, and fo' yours
I know momma taught you better that
Believe stuff like this'll give the ol' a heart attack
Always hollerin child abuse and child neglect
Where the hell did you get
Shit the last time I
You ever lost self-respect, you got it put on ass for that
And it happened right there where it went
one's now, part two's at home
So now on, it's yes ma'am or no sir
Put that behind you, and answers
Followed by thank you or no
Or father may I be excused without bein

[Chorus w/ variations]

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Daddy]
Hold on, so this here should teach you a y'know
Kids, y'know to your teachers at school and
Parents, need to pay to your kids at home
Therefore uh, know how to be hard on a child
neglecter, where e'rybody nobody call HRS on us
Beat they bad ass when they get out of line
That's what my did - fo' sho'
Ain't wrong with a lil' ass whuppin
The swellin gon' go down and the bleedin stop
But your be alive, I'll bet you that
And umm, I put that on