Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Blew my out this piece, but I'm always back
I got sheet in my air, like mac, away back
Shit, I'm come way up
And the path so freak, I tear the runaway up

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

Sometimes I feel like quitting whore
But I 'cause it feel like, giving it all
I've been on so fucking much, feel like my was all
But in my lifetime, I'm a deliver
Still with the evils, know that one day I'ma sit the boss

We for life gonna take it
And then enough ain't no
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 hoods, holla at 'em Mac
Follow up with the Mac, and the V
Get back, if you to see, the Mac or Free, at where you be

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

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

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

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