Luyện nghe bài hát I'd Rather Lie 2 Ya

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

Time goes by, whether ya to' off or fly
Like this that ya livin, you could see life in my eyes
And I wonder why - when I the time'll find
Turnin earth into meantime, then catch me on the
What's mine, is bout mine - let it be
For those who won't 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, then ya hope
Ain't nothin I could tell ya so I'll 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 with no, of mind
Then mind state of mankind is that of - blind
From the time ya born till ya gain
ya it all, tryna prove it all
Mom and pops told me, "Son it'll be days this"
But they never told me I could get paid like
risk, where my neck on the line
For the chips, get paid, get put in the twist, get
She pray; what can she do?
Cops came to the door with four of me bouncin with a .22
I guess life and then ya die
why we get high, 'cause when ya gone bye bye.. (see ya)
And I ain't never a person that died again
And ya wonder why we go ride again
That was then, and this is now, and is how
we execute our plans, it goes down
Ya flip a pound, ya a bird, ya work the curb
watch ya spot, they watch ya spot where ya serve that juice sweet
Just to get off the street
I got caught up in the mix went to the county and
Back on the tryna figure out well if they hit first
your heat or take your beater or I can spit me a verse
Whichever happen, cappin, rappin, sellin and mackin
I make it happen, nigga I it happen

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

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

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

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

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