Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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

I came up my man, same hood, same age
Withheld names to protect the and
boy, Free was filthy, same clothes, different day
Be the first to admit it, while 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, this semi, made his chimney move
Nerves made his body shake, everybody

So with a pump and a mac
But still manage to it the magic, the bad kids
On the block, with a bundle of crack, package of
All heads 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 reach 'em rhymes, no listen to Mac

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

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

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

My a bitch with 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 marry 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
Still with the evils, that one day I'ma sit with the boss

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

It's not close, we throw toast, sleep with ya gats
the worst of both hoods, holla at 'em Mac
Follow up 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, removin' wig, with ease
the feds trynna ruin the boss Sieg'

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

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

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