Luyện nghe bài hát Life Ain't Shit

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

{Lil
East New York, Brooklyn, my of birth
Momdukes gave us to walk the streets of the universe
We comin from Brooklyn, fully damn
These situations of life a' make a nigga off
after power, and day to day
Warrior for my in the streets all day
Haunted daily to our life I said "The crime pay"
They say "The rich get rich, the get poor"
'cause we can down the block, politic all night
Start to make our own tracks, for cats to recite
Recite, we'll pull your juggalo vein out your throat
Make these cats want to
I'm holdin it down with my
Heard me walk about it, and knowledge
Shinin bright like a diamond, in BK, rhymin
Holdin it down, for the sun to set now
Look in the sky, see my man B.I.G. around
One day the shine so bright, livin so right,
lost my man tonight - it off, aight?
it like this, it got to go with 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 from the bottom just to the poor
think shit is funny, gotta work for yours
Because the get rich, the poor get poor
Jump up and ya nina, 'cause you got to get yours

Dap}
B.I. 2000 Roman numerals are stamped in our
Now let us begin, and break it down, how we get in
We don't know about kites, all we know life
Situations all it, how we break it down right

Life shit, gotta work for yours

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

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

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