Luyện nghe bài hát Life Ain't Shit

Lil Dap
Uh, this one
Is for the pimps, the hustlers and the cool
Hahahahahahah, Straight that

{Lil
East New York, Brooklyn, my of birth
Momdukes gave us power to the streets of the universe
We comin from Brooklyn, fully armed
These situations of a' make a nigga drop off
after power, and day to day
Warrior for my niggas in the all day
Haunted daily to our life I said "The don't pay"
They say "The rich get rich, the get poor"
we can walk down the block, politic all night
Start to make our own tracks, for these to recite
Recite, we'll pull your vein right out your throat
Make these cats to propate
I'm it down with my throat
Heard me about it, Islamic and knowledge
Shinin bright like a diamond, sittin in BK,
it down, waitin for the sun to set now
Look in the sky, see my man B.I.G. floatin
One day the so bright, livin life so right,
lost my man tonight - it off, aight?
Check it like this, it got to go the flow
Some niggas may not understand, but you how it go

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Because ain't shit, gotta work for yours
Gotta hustle the bottom just to feed the poor
Niggas shit is funny, gotta work for yours
the rich get rich, the poor get poor
Jump up and grab ya nina, 'cause you got to get

{Lil
B.I. Roman numerals are stamped in our skin
Now let us begin, and break it down, how we get in
We don't know kites, all we know about life
Situations all it, how we break it down right

Life shit, gotta work for yours

Don't ever come to BK no
Little shorties I got around me, yo they spray some
They make you pay from the
Sneakin on niggas outside the stores
around sellin coke outta they drawers
Morning, I ain't got for talkin back
I assurted the clip in the mack, ready to attack
A lot of cats, speakin on they do such and such
And while to to around, get smoked like a dutch
Yo, my rifle gon and sniper MC's
All the way from Blake all the way to Mercia
Blazin verses up, chain robbery cold shake
Ya is up, kidnap your style, take a person up
Never fake me for certain, the curtain
Runnin like my stomach hurtin
in ya 9 to 5, make ya stop merchin
When I start squirtin, BK is a fucked up
Kick ya down the staircase and piss in ya face

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{Melachi The
Aiyo my ain't shit, plus my job ain't shit
My car ain't shit, and you know bitches shit
If you wanna get my dough, you work for it
You gotta ya gun and bust for it
Aiyo the Group Home is stick and we swermin alligators
Risin to the top, like elevators
Life is like a war, we gotta feed the
The will get rich, but ghetto love mean more
Family foundation, till you gotta love
That's the way to build a strong structure
'cause when it rains it pours, we the doors
A roof over ya is like sun galore

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