Luyện nghe bài hát Life

Ooh
It's that real street
they're ready for this one, nigga
Ooh ohh

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

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

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

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

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

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

My life a with a period on
But I keep it real, dog, I'm hittin' it raw
And I know how to carry this bitch
Sometime I wanna marry bitch

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

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

It's not even close, we throw toast, sleep ya gats
It's the worst of both hoods, 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 where you live
The cat the gat, maneuver the thing
The Mac untuckin' a pump, removin' they wig, ease
Hear the feds trynna ruin the Sieg'

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

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

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