Luyện nghe bài hát I'd Rather Lie 2 Ya

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

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

I'd rather lie to ya, then ya hope
Ain't nothin I could tell ya so 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 into the world with no, state of mind
Then mind state of mankind is that of earth -
From the ya born till ya gain consciousness
ya loose it all, prove it all
Mom and told me, "Son it'll be days 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 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 that again
And ya wonder why we finna go again
That was then, and 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 watch ya spot where ya serve juice sweet
to get niggaz off the street
I got caught up in the mix to the county and shit
on the street tryna figure out well if they hit first
Click your heat or take your beater or I can spit me a
Whichever happen, cappin, rappin, sellin and mackin
I make it happen, I make it happen

Will we quit? Nah I don't so - no
We're remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this
remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this dope
We're remainin gangbangin, keep sellin 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 or red raggin (Westside!)
Walk around witcha in ya hand (Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! ...)
Put ya in the air

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

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

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

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