Luyện nghe bài hát I'd Rather Lie 2 Ya

C'mon, nigga...
Ride over here on the side...
Clockin like a yaknow?
Let loose!

Time by, whether ya to' off or livin fly
Like this life that ya livin, you see life in my eyes
And I wonder why - when I the time'll find
Turnin earth into meantime, then me on the grind
What's mine, is bout mine - let it be
For those who know and don't know, if we don't tell 'em
They ain't usin me but usually somethin I can sell 'em

I'd rather lie to ya, sell ya hope
nothin I could tell ya so I'll sell ya dope
I said I'd rather lie to ya, then ya hope
Ain't I could tell ya so I'll sell ya dope

(Put ya in ya hand)

Children come into the world no, state of mind
Then mind state of mankind is that of earth -
From the time ya born ya gain consciousness
ya loose it all, tryna it all
Mom and pops told me, "Son it'll be like this"
But they never me I could get paid like this
High risk, where my neck on the
For the chips, get paid, get put in the twist, get
She pray; else can she do?
Cops came to the door with four pictures of me bouncin a .22
I that's life and then ya die
That's why we get high, 'cause when ya bye bye.. (see ya)
And I ain't never seen a person that again
And ya wonder why we go ride again
was then, and this is now, and this is how
we execute our plans, it goes down
Ya flip a pound, ya work a bird, ya the curb
They watch ya spot, they ya spot where ya serve that juice sweet
to get niggaz off the street
I got caught up in the mix went to the and shit
Back on the street tryna out well if they hit first
Click heat or take your beater or I can spit me a verse
happen, cappin, rappin, sellin sacks and mackin
I make it happen, nigga I make it

Will we quit? Nah I think so - no
We're remainin gangbangin, keep this dope
We're remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this
We're gangbangin, keep sellin this dope

I got all the at (Eastside!)
If you or red raggin (Westside!)
Walk witcha flag in the air (Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! ...)
Put ya in ya hair
all y'all homies at? (Eastside!)
If you or red raggin (Westside!)
Walk around flag in ya hand (Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! ...)
Put ya in the air

aww yeah, game..
Dat Nigga Daz, Deee, Big C-Style, Big AD
Soopafly, thugs, money drugs
Felony crimes, poverty.. whassup affirmative action?
We the United Seems like the Divided States
Liberty and Justice for Shit.. Liberty and Justice for y'all

It's eastside, gangbangin, on a daily
Flag hangin out ya pants, nigga life on ya last
One more stripe to it down till ya dead
Caught a felony case, made bail and fled
Got caught up, a year or so
with some player hater nigga tryna slang and got you his game
What a shame; this game - I let it be
For who don't know and won't know, if we don't tell 'em
They ain't me but usually it's somethin I can sell 'em...

Will we quit? Nah I don't so - no
We're remainin gangbangin, keep sellin dope
We're remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this
We're remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this

Deee talking]
Uh-huh, yea..
That's how we do it out on the wild wild motherfuckin west
Ain't changed, put somethin up in niggaz chest
Niggaz think this a Ain't nuttin to know
Just getcha motherfuckin and keep ya heat by ya side
'cause this the where them niggaz ride..
ta recognize...