Luyện nghe bài hát Life Ain't Shit

Lil Dap
Uh, one here
Is for the pimps, the hustlers and the cool
Hahahahahahah, Straight like

{Lil
New York, Brooklyn, my destination of birth
Momdukes gave us to walk the streets of the universe
We comin from Brooklyn, damn armed
These of life a' make a nigga drop off
Power 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 get rich, the poor get poor"
'cause we can walk down the block, all night
to make our own tracks, for these cats to recite
Recite, we'll your juggalo vein right out your throat
Make these cats to propate
I'm holdin it with my throat
Heard me walk it, Islamic and knowledge
Shinin bright like a diamond, in BK, rhymin
it down, waitin for the sun to set now
Look in the sky, see my man B.I.G. floatin
One day the shine so bright, life so right,
lost my man tonight - Settin it off,
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 life ain't shit, gotta for yours
Gotta hustle from the just to feed the poor
Niggas think shit is funny, gotta work for
Because the rich get rich, the get poor
Jump up and ya nina, 'cause you got to get yours

{Lil
B.I. 2000 Roman are stamped in our skin
Now let us begin, and it down, it's how we get in
We don't know kites, all we know about life
Situations all about it, how we break it down

Life shit, gotta work for yours

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

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{Melachi The
Aiyo my life ain't shit, my job ain't shit
My car ain't shit, and you bitches ain't shit
If you wanna get my dough, you gotta for it
You grab ya gun and bust for it
Aiyo the Group is stick and we swermin like alligators
Risin to the top, like project
is like a war, we gotta feed the poor
The rich will get rich, but ghetto love more
Family foundation, till you gotta love
That's the only way to a strong structure
'cause when it it pours, we opening the doors
A over ya head is like sun galore

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