Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Afterlife

These ain't thugs, the real thugs is the government
matter if you independent, democrat or republican
Niggas the street, get into beef
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 sleep
Like an old man, you ain't a fool you got a plan
To conquer like Europeans who stole land
The future of your whole hang in the balance
You the king, and block 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 fuck are you? What you do?
Exactly what I thought, NOTHIN, in the sport of
You the undisputed champion, I'm in a class you be in
My is flesh like Jesus, the aquarian

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

Yeah, dudes gettin is still thuggin
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 life of the
Shit happens huh, a man's respected by his
It's the karma of the street, you try to meet the
While the karma sleep, yo it's deep, but the karma be beat
You don't know your enemy, so you with yourself
Relate to rap niggas cause they what you felt
You got top shelf connects you seasoned like a veteran
We suck the out the snake bite, without the medicine
We benefit niggas in tenements, dyin for benjamins
So bad that they know own coffin measurements
eloquence, in the moment of truth, don't be hesistant
Or fall victim to the element, is bond

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

Niggas get caught up in the
End up in court in trouble, sportin a
Ford azure bubble, importer smuggle, forcin a
Hit the with a portion to double
Flip and get in the huddle
Police with one short of the puzzle
a hustle, peep the street life, they movin muscle
And the make your knees buckle
Tussle heat until your feet stand in a pee puddle
Cheese double but all the speedy niggas bleed
Make the some try to escape the fed time
Phone taps on direct - tec-9's with the red shine
Jake through the bedroom blinds
to bring you to your deadline, it's slippery when wet signs
Red time, wipe the around your neck time
One shot spill out your red wine, rock to deafen your prime
Pieces of hot lead in your mind
One slug to the left of your
Forever late to rest on the