Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Afterlife

These niggas ain't thugs, the thugs is the government
matter if you independent, democrat or republican
Niggas politickin the street, get into
blastin, now a new cat is executive chief
With a, passion for you get, blast in yo' seat
Die before you crash in yo' Jeep, never passion in your
Like an old man, you ain't a fool you got a plan
To conquer territories like who stole land
The future of your whole fam' in the balance
You the king, and your is the palace
Y'all niggas is the parliament, untouchable, unrushable
Keep your weight wet, call in 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 undisputed champion, I'm in a you can't be in
My words is flesh like Jesus, the

It's a chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlife
Where you just seen or heard 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 gettin money is ghetto
livin the whole thuggish stilleto
Your team let the burst before you take an L
You in hell, let the dust settle first
you ask the question, snatchin the life of the innocent
Shit happens huh, a man's by his actions
the karma of the street, you try to meet the karma
While the karma sleep, yo it's deep, but the karma be beat
You know your enemy, so you fightin with yourself
Relate to rap niggas cause they what you felt
You got top shelf you gettin seasoned like a veteran
We suck the venom out the bite, without the medicine
We benefit from niggas in tenements, dyin for
So bad that know they own coffin measurements
Ghetto eloquence, in the moment of truth, don't be
Or fall victim to the element, is bond

Just chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlife
Where you just seen or heard about or gonna to fight
Where they sacrifice the and niggas see flashes of light
When you trapped up in the heights but clappers at the wife

Niggas get caught up in the
End up in court in trouble, sportin a
azure bubble, importer smuggle, forcin a rumble
Hit the blocks with a to double
Flip and get in the huddle
with one piece short of the puzzle
It's a hustle, peep the life, they movin muscle
And the G's'll your knees buckle
Tussle with heat until your feet stand in a pee
Cheese double but all the niggas bleed puddles
the headlines; some try to escape the fed time
Phone taps on direct lines - with the red shine
climbin through the bedroom blinds
Tryin to bring you to your deadline, it's slippery wet signs
Red time, wipe the around your neck time
One spill out your red wine, rock shots to deafen your prime
Pieces of hot left in your mind
One slug to the of your spine
late to rest on the shrine