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 the guilty and
boy, Free was filthy, same clothes, different day
Be the first to it, while niggaz claim 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 this semi, made his move
Nerves made his shake, everybody froze

So young with a and a mac
But still manage to 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 with a sword, I roll with a gat
This the same shit, different day, times
Now my man Book writing me back
So I figured, try to reach 'em rhymes, no listen to Mac

We for life 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 Coast boy back
the land of them throw boys black
I keep my toast in the hood, squeeze
Hope you throw back come to the streets
To bring my homeboys

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 marry this bitch

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

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

It's not even close, we throw toast, sleep with ya
It's the of both hoods, holla at 'em Mac
up exact with 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 come where you
The cat the gat, maneuver the thing
The Mac untuckin' a pump, they wig, with ease
the feds trynna ruin the boss Sieg'

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

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

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