Luyện nghe bài hát Life

Whether we dribble out motherfucker
rock or riddle out this motherfucker
We get up out this motherfucker
Same way that Venus did, Serena did, we kids
Whitney was talking that's how it was
Before my brother caught them and I watched coroners chalk him out
That ain't my brother in that box, what niggas talking
Couldn't Paul cause I was too weak to walk him out
And real shit, I'm dedicated
Like Pac was to before Jada met Will Smith
I'm already up, chronic still burnt up
Fuck outta here, with all that lean and popping shit
in my Impala get it hopping with a kill switch
I been around the world, my life is like a field trip
I done to Africa, seen niggas in Attica
killing our youth, these numbers ain't adding up
Like that white boy sitting in a cell
Killed 9 people in a church, how he still?
I couldn't understand, I spent hours with
Just begging him to let me be the man
But some of these niggas just make you kill a man
And let the .38 spin a ceiling fan
Separate body from soul, soul from Earth
a blunt with your remains and then ash it in the dirt
Listen, you a Christian cause you go to church
Listen, you ain't a gangster cause you got the
A real gangster's one who care of his whole family
Like me, even though my baby mama stand me
Her name on my neck, nigga it's branded
And my fucking kids tighter than Ray J and
Yeah, I it to you so you understand
Fucking bitches my family
Bye baby, rock-a-bye
No or sobs, baby, been listening to Nas lately
And I can't lie, baby, been missing them thighs,
But it's more to life Gucci and Louis Vuitton, baby
It's more to life tripping on lies, baby
Put feelings aside, baby, you Nicki Minaj,
One day we all die,
So I'd rather go hard, keep alive, baby
Yeah, Cali alive, baby
Double entendre, nigga that's my
And don't father kids like me
Word to Kevin Hart, take care of they rib me
I made fucked up but don't let 'em crucify me
I'm still the nigga on my California ID
Yeah, Compton
Dre, it's his fault that I'm a monster, nigga
I was selling crack in west Bompton, nigga
Yeah I can rap, but I ain't ask for no sponsors,
I was light skin and young Thompson, nigga
15, had like Contra, nigga
Now the me bipolar, big contradiction
The Documentary 2 without Doc's prescription