Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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

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

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

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

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

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

To all my in the hood, the East Coast throw boy back
the land of them throw boys black
I keep my toast in the hood, 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, fall away
Shit, I'm trynna way up
And make the path so freak, I tear the up

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

Sometimes I feel like this whore
But I can't 'cause it like, giving it all
I've on so fucking 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 thuggin' for life take it
And then enough no mistakin'
But it's for life, it's my
Not for the

It's not even close, we toast, sleep with ya gats
the worst 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, maneuver the
The Mac untuckin' a pump, removin' they wig, with
the feds trynna ruin the boss Sieg'

'Fore they kill me Cornbread, you be like Dial Lo
Before I'm stuck like Luima, I be up you need 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, rhyme is the
And Freeway the reason that you tied up in

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