Luyện nghe bài hát Life

Whether we dribble out this
Wrap rock or riddle out this
We get up out this motherfucker
way that Venus did, Serena did, we them kids
Whitney was 'bout that's how it was
Before my brother caught them slugs and I coroners chalk him out
That ain't my brother in that box, what talking bout?
Couldn't Paul cause I was too weak to walk him out
And that's real shit, I'm
Like Pac was to Jada Jada met Will Smith
I'm already turnt up, still burnt up
Fuck outta here, with all that lean and pills shit
Jump in my Impala get it hopping with a kill
I done around the world, my life is like a field trip
I been to Africa, seen niggas in Attica
Cops killing our youth, numbers ain't adding up
Like that white boy sitting in a prison
Killed 9 people in a church, how he still?
I couldn't understand, I spent hours with
begging him to let me be the millionth man
But of these niggas just make you wanna kill a man
And let the .38 spin a ceiling fan
your body from soul, soul from Earth
Roll a blunt your remains and then ash it in the dirt
Listen, you ain't a Christian you go to church
Listen, you a gangster cause you got the work
A gangster's one who take care of his whole family
Like me, though my baby mama can't stand me
Her name tattooed on my neck, it's branded
And my fucking kids than Ray J and Brandy
Yeah, I it to you so you understand
bitches took my family
Bye baby, rock-a-bye
No or sobs, baby, been listening to Nas lately
And I can't lie, baby, been them thighs, baby
But it's more to life Gucci and Louis Vuitton, baby
more to life than tripping on lies, baby
Put feelings aside, baby, you Minaj, baby
One day we all die,
So I'd rather go hard, keep alive, baby
Yeah, Cali alive, baby
Double entendre, that's my baby
And don't nobody kids like me
Word to Hart, take care of they rib like me
I made up decisions but don't let 'em crucify me
I'm still the same on my California ID
Yeah, nigga
Blame Dre, his fault that I'm a monster, nigga
I was selling crack in west side Bompton,
Yeah I can rap, but I ain't ask for no sponsors,
I was light and young Klay Thompson, nigga
15, had like Contra, nigga
Now the call me bipolar, big
This The 2 without Doc's prescription