Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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

I up with my man, same hood, same age
Withheld names to the guilty 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 Donny I
We cooled up the first tommy I seen, follow the
a timmy, with this semi, made his chimney move
Nerves made his body shake, everybody

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

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

We thuggin' for life gonna it
And enough ain't 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
From the of them throw boys black
I keep my toast in the hood, squeeze
you throw yours 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, fall away
Shit, I'm come way up
And make the so freak, I tear the runaway up

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

I feel like quitting this whore
But I can't 'cause it like, giving it all
I've been on so fucking much, like my living 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

not even close, we throw toast, sleep with ya gats
It's the of both hoods, holla at 'em Mac
up exact with the Mac, and the V
Get back, if you to see, the Mac or Free, at where you be

I be where you at, I where you live
The cat untuckle the gat, maneuver the
The Mac untuckin' a pump, removin' wig, with ease
Hear the feds trynna ruin the Sieg'

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

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

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