Luyện nghe bài hát Life

Whether we out this motherfucker
Wrap rock or out this motherfucker
We gon' get up out this
Same way that Venus did, Serena did, we kids
was talking 'bout that's how it was
Before my brother them slugs and I watched coroners chalk him out
ain't my brother in that box, what niggas talking bout?
Couldn't Paul Bearer cause I was too to walk him out
And real shit, I'm dedicated
Like Pac was to Jada before Jada met Will
I'm already turnt up, still burnt up
outta here, with all that lean and popping pills shit
Jump in my Impala get it with a kill switch
I done been around the world, my life is like a trip
I been to Africa, seen niggas in Attica
killing our youth, these numbers ain't adding up
Like that white boy in a prison cell
9 people in a church, how he living still?
I understand, I spent hours with Farrakhan
Just begging him to let me be the man
But of these niggas just make you wanna kill a man
And let the .38 spin a ceiling fan
Separate your body from soul, soul from
Roll a blunt with remains and then ash it in the dirt
Listen, you ain't a Christian you go to church
Listen, you ain't a gangster you got the work
A real gangster's one who care of his whole family
Like me, even though my baby mama can't me
Her name tattooed on my neck, it's branded
And my fucking kids tighter Ray J and Brandy
Yeah, I it to you so you understand
Fucking bitches my family
Bye baby, rock-a-bye
No tears or sobs, baby, been to Nas lately
And I can't lie, baby, been missing them thighs,
But it's more to life than Gucci and Vuitton, baby
It's more to life than tripping on lies,
Put feelings aside, baby, you Nicki Minaj,
One day we all die,
So I'd rather go hard, Cali alive, baby
Yeah, keep alive, baby
Double entendre, nigga that's my
And don't father kids like me
Word to Hart, take care of they rib like me
I made fucked up but don't let 'em crucify me
I'm still the same nigga on my ID
Yeah, Compton
Blame Dre, it's his that I'm a monster, nigga
I was selling crack in side Bompton, nigga
Yeah I can rap, but I ain't ask for no sponsors,
I was light and young Klay Thompson, nigga
15, had guns like Contra,
Now the call me bipolar, big
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