Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Related

Yeah, livin' life like
Gotta paint a when I write like this
Tales my hood, not a sight like this
Where up to no good on a night like this
And they murder motherfuckers cause
Type of shit I see and wonder what it was
I was in the crib, sitting on the rug
Basedheads through looking for the plug
Now, born and raised in my
Beautiful by day, by its hysteria
Fuck and bury ya tonight
Ridin' my homies on sight
Momma tell me to in at night
Now I really gotta go, but they know
Living life to the fullest, I got to
Po-po finna in the door, we got blow in the crib
In the kitchen there next to the baby with the bib
God damn, what it like, middle of the night
Waking up, for my life
had the heat, just a knife
When the gat go blat (GunShots) that
Guarantee you it's a wrap, put you on your back
Like
Just breathe, while mama grieve
Bullet to the dome like an
Got to leave for the premises, to my nemesis
No, no, uh, uh
Just stop, stop,
they even call the cops
Do it for the money and the bitches and the drugs and the
Tell me why body even got to drop
Get shot off top for shit that was gang related

"Up first at tonight, breaking news in Gaithersburg
where a massive is underway after a deadly shooting
It's all in the 400 block of West Deer Park and 355
Our County reporter joins us, with the latest tonight."

Living life like this, hope little never fight like this
Stab a motherfucker a knife like this
All about the money on a like this
Run up in the crib, put a in your rib
Got a lot to give but I had the chance
had the chance, yeah
Stay strapped, but I hate it when I it out
If you want it lay it out
Hope my little brother it out
Every night I pray about
What I about, check it uh yeah
Got a son on the way
But I cling to the streets even though I to run away
I imagine a life
Where I had a debt in life
Hit you with the- (Gunshots) -in the of night
Selling to my own pops
Pushing weight on my own block
If I a brick I can buy a house
If they the key they might lock me up
But I take the cause I need that shit and don't give a fuck
Take the chance cause I need that shit and don't a fuck

Get or lay down
Hit you with the Beretta you better stay
Stray shots on the
how I'm living with the life that I'm given
Anybody that's riding with me, I'm riding them
me the enemy and Imma hit em
The second I bit em I get em and hit em with the
Ain't no to pretend Imma never do it
I knew it, all ready through it
I do it for the street, for the fam, for the
Anybody that's gang