Luyện nghe bài hát All My Life

They wanna live my
They walk in my shoes
They have no

All my
I've always told
You gotta be prepared 'cause the is so cold
It's lonely at the top 'cause the gets old
Never listen to 'em go for what you know, yea
All my life told me stop tryin
I never the one to not go and get mine
I been the one to not put it on the line
And I'm a be way all my life, yea
All my life...

(I take you to the streets,
the gully god... Mavado get 'em)

These streets is like a and we're like the lion
Many of me haffi strap with me iron
Never scared, never
Gangsta for life til my breath
even if dem kill me don't cry
I'm a for life, I was prepared to die
I'm a die rich, die poor
Mansions in the sky, no sleeping on the floor

All my
I've been told
You gotta be 'cause the world is so cold
lonely at the top 'cause the bottom gets old
Never listen to 'em just go for what you (yeah)
All my life they told me stop
I been the one to not go and get mine
I never the one to not put it on the line
And I'm a be way all my life (yeah)
All my life...

(From the of New York,
Where the streets don't sleep... get 'em)

All my
I been with the B's and the C's, 13's and the kings
They in the pen
Steady duckin the police, ain't a
Til they take me to hang and they me with lead
Like Hampton for the people I bang
Til it to an end I be bleeding in red
I live the story you read in the Feds
Daddy wasn't but my momma was a gen
But I ain't trippin
That's how I a foe
We gon get it straight so me what it's hittin for
And if you didn't
I live the low
I got the O's and the Yo
Screamin really

All my
always been told
You gotta be prepared 'cause the world is so
lonely at the top 'cause the bottom gets old
Never listen to 'em just go for what you (yeah)
All my life they told me tryin
I been the one to not go and get mine
I never been the one to not put it on the
And I'm a be way

(All my life... get 'em)

All my I've been sufferin
Steady
I run the streets they screen for the government
Harry Cumberland from the cold
Got it like I'm Sutherland, but ain't 24
This a ode for the O's and the
Partna's and the cookers doin on the road
Long as you know you a of Po
of my flesh, bone of my bone
I spit the rap, I spend the bloody cash
I'm the shotta word to papa, where the at?
I'm from the jack, where we bury rats
Ain't nothin funny, put a bullet in ya cap

All my
always been told
You gotta be prepared 'cause the is so cold
It's lonely at the top the bottom gets old
Never to 'em just go for what you know (yeah)
All my they told me stop tryin
I never the one to not go and get mine
I been the one to not put it on the line
And I'm a be way all my life (yeah)
All my life...