Luyện nghe bài hát Life

Ooh
It's that real street
[Incomprehensible] they're ready for one, nigga
Ooh ohh

I came up with my man, same hood, age
Withheld names to protect the and
Your boy, Free was filthy, clothes, different day
Be the first to it, while niggaz claim to be willies, hey

We cleaned up the first Donny I
We cooled up the first tommy I seen, the flow
Smoke a timmy, with this semi, made his chimney
Nerves his body shake, everybody froze

So with a pump and a mac
But manage to make it the magic, the bad kids
On the block, with a bundle of crack, package of
All heads will try to teach us to

He said, Muhammed with a sword, I roll with a gat
This the shit, different day, from times
Now my man ain't writing me back
So I figured, try to reach 'em rhymes, no listen to Mac

We thuggin' for life take it
And then enough ain't no
But it's for life, it's my
Not for the

To all my boys in the hood, the East throw boy back
From the land of them throw black
I keep my toast in the hood, gon'
Hope you throw yours come to the streets
To my homeboys back

my mind out this piece, but I'm always back
I got sheet in my air, like mac, fall away
Shit, I'm trynna way up
And make the path so freak, I the runaway up

My a bitch with a period on
But still I it real, dog, I'm hittin' it raw
And I don't know how to this bitch
Sometime I wanna marry bitch

Sometimes I feel quitting this whore
But I can't 'cause it like, giving it all
I've been on so much, feel like my living was all
But in my lifetime, I'm a deliver
with the evils, know that one day I'ma sit with the boss

We for life gonna take it
And then ain't no mistakin'
But it's for life, my life
Not for the

It's not even close, we toast, sleep with ya gats
It's the worst of both hoods, at 'em Mac
Follow up exact the Mac, and the V
Get back, if you to see, the Mac or Free, at where you be

I be where you at, I come where you
The cat the gat, maneuver the thing
The Mac untuckin' a pump, removin' they wig, with
Hear the feds trynna the boss Sieg'

'Fore they kill me like Cornbread, you be Dial Lo
Before I'm stuck like Luima, I be up you need it
And I'ma for you, lace up my sneakers, puffin' my reefer
Tuckin' my heater, your rounder

Tell 'em tricks they gonna die I see 'em
Let 'em know my friend 45 trynna meet with they mind
But we keep drama, think, is the reason
And Freeway the reason that you up in pajamas

We for life gonna take it
And then enough no mistakin'
But it's for life, it's my
Not for the