Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Afterlife

These niggas ain't thugs, the real thugs is the
Don't if you independent, democrat or republican
politickin the street, get into beef
Start blastin, now a new cat is executive
With a, for heat you get, blast in yo' seat
Die you crash in yo' Jeep, never passion in your sleep
Like an old man, you ain't a fool you got a plan
To conquer territories like Europeans who stole
The future of your whole hang in the balance
You the king, and your is the palace
Y'all niggas is the parliament, untouchable, spot
your weight wet, call in collect to save a buck or two
Get mad, who the are you? What you gonna do?
Exactly I thought, NOTHIN, in the sport of frontin
You the champion, I'm in a class you can't be in
My words is like Jesus, the aquarian

It's just a chapter of the night, in the ghetto
you just seen or heard about or gonna have to fight
Where they sacrifice the life and niggas see of light
When you trapped up in the but clappers aimin at the wife

Yeah, dudes gettin money is still
Chicks money is still ghetto
livin the whole thuggish stilleto
Your team let the metal before you take an L
You raised in hell, let the dust settle
Then you ask the question, snatchin the of the innocent
happens huh, a man's respected by his actions
It's the karma of the street, you try to meet the
While the karma sleep, yo it's deep, but the can't be beat
You don't know your enemy, so you fightin with
Relate to rap niggas cause they writin you felt
You got top shelf connects you seasoned like a veteran
We suck the venom out the bite, without the medicine
We benefit from in tenements, dyin for benjamins
So bad that they know own coffin measurements
Ghetto eloquence, in the moment of truth, don't be
Or fall to the element, word is bond

another chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlife
Where you seen or heard about or gonna have to fight
Where sacrifice the life and niggas see flashes of light
When you trapped up in the but clappers aimin at the wife

get caught up in the struggle
End up in court in trouble, a bubble
Ford azure bubble, importer smuggle, a rumble
Hit the blocks with a to double
Flip and get in the huddle
Police with one piece of the puzzle
It's a hustle, peep the street life, they movin
And the G's'll make your buckle
Tussle heat until your feet stand in a pee puddle
Cheese double but all the speedy niggas puddles
Make the headlines; some try to the fed time
Phone taps on direct lines - tec-9's the red shine
Jake climbin through the bedroom
Tryin to bring you to your deadline, it's slippery when wet
Red time, wipe the sweat around your time
One spill out your red wine, rock shots to deafen your prime
Pieces of hot lead in your mind
One to the left of your spine
late to rest on the shrine