Luyện nghe bài hát I'd Rather Lie 2 Ya

C'mon, nigga...
Ride here on the dope side...
like a muh'fucka yaknow?
Let loose!

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

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

(Put ya in ya hand)

Children come into the world with no, of mind
Then mind state of mankind is that of earth -
From the time ya born ya gain consciousness
ya loose it all, prove it all
Mom and pops me, "Son it'll be days like this"
But they never told me I could get like this
High risk, my neck on the line
For the chips, get paid, get put in the twist, get
She pray; what can she do?
Cops to the door with four pictures of me bouncin with a .22
I guess 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 died again
And ya wonder why we finna go again
was then, and this is now, and this is how
we execute our plans, nowadays it down
Ya flip a pound, ya work a bird, ya the curb
They watch ya spot, watch ya spot where ya serve that juice sweet
Just to get niggaz off the
I got up in the mix went to the county and shit
Back on the street figure out well if they hit first
Click your heat or take your 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 don't so - no
We're remainin gangbangin, sellin this dope
We're remainin gangbangin, keep sellin dope
We're remainin gangbangin, keep this dope

I got all the at (Eastside!)
If you blue or red (Westside!)
Walk around witcha in the air (Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! ...)
Put ya in ya hair
Where all y'all at? (Eastside!)
If you blue or red (Westside!)
Walk witcha 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 from
Felony crimes, poverty.. whassup affirmative action?
We the United States? Seems like the Divided
and Justice for all? Shit.. Liberty and Justice for y'all

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

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

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