Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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You what?
This got me so crazy
My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone or ring away from death
Ain't this up
Big ed, a story of the streets

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