Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sometimes I feel like quitting this
But I can't it feel 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 thuggin' for gonna take it
And then ain't no mistakin'
But for life, it's my life
Not for the

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

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

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

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

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