Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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You know
This ghetto got me so
My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone or ring away from death
this fucked up
Big ed, tell a of the streets

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My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasnt he
Kidnapped by four dressed in black
Ahh dats it, called his momma
Told her, no joke, we got son, she updated me on da drama
Her trembled, she was hysterical
The bounty was a g's
For her to ante up, it would a miracle
Shes spiritual
She got on her knees and prayed to God that I help her yo
We'll get em back, I do anything to my dawg
Try to relax, I hit you back, let me make some
For like this,
I a safe full of money with 100 round clips
I told my lady, get the and the mags
No questions we filled it up in a duffle bag
I through in my fatiques
My a-r, a hand grenade, and an of weed
Head out the front, put the bag in the right next to the m-1
And the pistol grip
Hit ma dawgs on the celly group of killers
We're methodical niggas with triggers
Put the lexus in reverse, and roll double 0
Limo tint big body four do'
Meet v-90 at the diner with burt my bad ass hoe china
Who this dope out her vagina
Chocolate, jet black hair , slanted eyes you shoulda her
Bad ass body look, flexible like a
Seated at a booth, three niggas with broad and proofs
Met for combat, more calls, met up the troop
I told em jay got
The dowen got connects on silencers for gats
Bring me four, meet me by jay mom's
I'll be in ten, it's time to get it how we live
I got there she said that the jackers know about me
That I got with the miller boys at the calliope
Now they want two fifty, it's cool
It's time to act a fool though, heard a knock at the door
Reach up my shirt and put the gat to the hole
(who is it? ) it's my boz, open up the door
And red nigga, these down to kill nigga
But up, the plot gets thicker
He said, jay's a trick ass nigga, nobody snatched the
He's plottin on me, tryin to get
He's hiding at the six, room two twenty
How hoes in this world, man nigga plenty
Boz got hoe named wendy, stripper slash dancer
Red met her at chocolate in atlanta
She got a twin sister candy, boz hooked to jay
Jay fell in love the hoe and got a baby on the way
But broke and busted, down and out disgusted
on me, him and candy discussed it
Candy wendy, and wendy told red
Red told me my nigga jay me dead
Not my nigga, but I gotta
We drove to the motel six, seen his car, checked the plate
(yeah that's him) see what happens when you try to pack
Peeped in the window, seen jay gettin in the chair
That's that hoe candy, it backwards
at her titties got my dick hard like she's a private dancer
Kicked the door down, his down, my gat in his face
Pushed the hoe off the and shot his dick off his waist
And that naked hoe candy pussy is open
Jay can't believe she betrayed him, his eyes is open
Jay tell me why nigga, you die nigga
I would have you some money, didn't have to lie nigga
But I can't kill ya cause a nigga love you too
So v-90 him in his head and throw him in his own trunk
Watch click (watch your click)
Cause niggas when you get rich
That tek and ski mask life's a bitch