Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Afterlife

These niggas thugs, the real thugs is the government
Don't matter if you independent, democrat or
Niggas the street, get into beef
Start blastin, now a new cat is executive
a, passion for heat you get, blast in yo' seat
Die before you in yo' Jeep, never passion in your sleep
Like an old man, you a fool you got a whole plan
To conquer like Europeans who stole land
The of your whole fam' hang in the balance
You the king, and your block is the
Y'all niggas is the parliament, untouchable, spot
Keep your 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 undisputed champion, I'm in a class you be in
My words is flesh Jesus, the aquarian

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

Yeah, dudes gettin is still thuggin
Chicks gettin money is still
Still livin the thuggish stilleto
team let the metal burst before you take an L
You raised in hell, let the dust first
Then you ask the question, snatchin the life of the
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 can't be
You don't know enemy, so you fightin with yourself
Relate to rap cause they writin what you felt
You got top shelf connects you gettin like a veteran
We suck the venom out the snake bite, the medicine
We benefit from niggas in tenements, for benjamins
So bad that they know they own coffin
eloquence, in the moment of truth, don't be hesistant
Or fall victim to the element, word is

Just another of the night, in the ghetto afterlife
Where you just seen or about or gonna have to fight
Where they sacrifice the life and see flashes of light
When you up in the heights 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, forcin a
Hit the blocks with a to double
and get tossed in the huddle
Police with one short of the puzzle
It's a hustle, peep the street life, they movin
And the G's'll make your knees
Tussle with heat until your feet in a pee puddle
Cheese double but all the speedy niggas puddles
Make the headlines; try to escape the fed time
Phone on direct lines - tec-9's with the red shine
Jake climbin through the blinds
to bring you to your deadline, it's slippery when wet signs
Red time, wipe the sweat around your time
One shot spill out your red wine, rock shots to deafen your
Pieces of hot left in your mind
One slug to the left of your
Forever to rest on the shrine