Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Live

I've been some deep thoughts when that L blowin'
in jail know it when you do it
Do it yourself and tell no one
You see them shells I go to hell knowin'
That I had them eagles sitting down like Owens

I evil backwards, I gotta live
If money's the root to evil then fuck it, I'm an bastard
You know diesel acid when it reach the masses
I swear to God, it'll burn, these streets to ashes

Dope in the charger, smoking, L's laughing
I'm 'The Carter' call me Samuel L. Jackson
Niggas been fags, like Sinbad
Me, I'm the hood, my life savings in a gym bag

I'm flamin' the 40, I ain't sorry
If you your kids then I put your brain on your shorty
I ain't open damn block for the fame and the glory
I was hoping to Jamrock's like Marley

Ayo, I'm living better, second with a set of wings
Butter leather, hoody and some better bling
beretta, these niggas better not have said a thing
For the cheddar, I'm not a forgetter or a thing

I could get her, have to sweat her or to get her things
I could dead her or feel just to let her cling
When you met her she was better Coretta King
Y'all together, she was gonna get a wedding ring

She chose me and me like she owes me
You me, I take whatever life throws me, shows me
don't like boys, they like cars, money and some of that good smoke
Kush jars of 20, a few good jokes
But it's far from funny you in the hood broke

But see I understand what niggas underhand
So I put a grand just to put you on the land
ain't what you wanted man

I'm a problem for every breathing, on every track I'm eating
It's a fact be a factor and wrap the season
I my strap and squeezing
Come out with a pack of demons leave the pastor bleeding

You ain't ask the reason, I know it's jack or scheming
You can see the stripe J from a mile away
Yellow and glasses geaming
Chain's so sick I don't a piece for it
I can hear the talking, I dare you to reach for it

I'm strapped if you look you can see the Taurus
niggas that keep talking, they usually be informants
That bullshit, you better believe, I'm on it
You know if my team would
(Flow)
Put G's up on it

But naw, I don't get along with these rapping
They mad my chain the same size as platinum plaques
That's a fact, let me get mine then that
I'm completely done with rap, you cats can it back

hammering sport thoughts for the winter
Summer for the winter
These long john weather come in shorts in the winter
Sure it snows in the winter, hope you my drift
And you should hold your head back when you the drip

Drip the grip, I could cover the order
I floss, I'm a boss, I could front you a quarter
See the cross all flooded, little in the border
And I just got a divorce so I'm looking for Run's

Tell the Rev that I'm dealing with some
The sunshine on him 'cause the coupe still a see
Danky women, Denim
His pockets gotta be nauseous, the man's spinnin'

on niggas, throw a lil' kiddie on 'em
My niggas'll seek 'em, empty out the semis on 'em
You'd spit on God then go against him
They was guessing then squad up convinced 'em

They can't take me in a dark Jag
Seats the same leather as the J bag
Jaz, the kind of that the Narcs may tag
'Cause I'm bringing the kind of butter like had

Y'know, I ain't a hoe that'll a nickel of herb
The street need a stack that's as thick as a curb
And you might a chick in the 'burbs
Maybe 'cause I'm nice with the nails, and slick with the

Yeah, it's Ms. Jizzaz, fizzaz to
I'm better shabizzaz with a little pizzaz
I sworn in just to join in
Been family since the that I was born in

And money is hereditary
California kush got my eyes red as cherry
These bitches waiting on their next
I'm in the XK8 with the of an ex-Playmate
And I'm holding the SK straight, nigga