Luyện nghe bài hát Life in The Metro

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1 - we to kill, nigga
We to kill, nigga
Ain't no fuckin' shots
you come around here nigga
All the that I got, yo
Is shit I worked for
Life in the so cold

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[gangsta
I'm on some other shit
I'm on some ass shit
I'm on some fuck with me
I'm on get your ass kicked
not the power of miss
The work of secret
(the rumor's to an arena)
the old and new bitch
I think ? ? that don't to ? ?
Society has been the of ?
up the escalator
Risin' to the top
on, don't stop
In the air, hot
Ya better
What we believe is what we
To get rumblin' the bronx
Like the folks was there
I'm fuckin' live that is ? well?
It's known to be the
? of hell, can ya feel gangsta boo nigga?
Who's fuckin' side you think on when shit pops off?
Hypnotize minds down to a nigga ass off
With a fuckin' off
Project told you before
Workin' to ensure my
For my ho

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I'm in this world no one to turn to
I'm livin' kinda
Thinkin' crooked, just to up
You see this fuckin'
And ? is the beat
So I kick it by my
This real g, to my riches
Then all these snitches be throwin'
I'm takin'
'cause ? ? resurrect all this player hation
You see my is mass destruction
And my soul releasin' all this for you nigga rolls
And it's so bad because I
Oh they done with the quickness
Because system is makin' hard
How can I make a livin'
And my children
I'm thinkin'
With wealth, it be a future
It our fault that our enemies bleed
When I'm weed
It me
? ? what I do to all you ass g's, so please
Don't go rubbin', ? ? make me
Get right crazy
This has got me pacin'
And I take it

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I'm misery, sufferin', ambush and sorrow
I'm filled with
When I my soul, the ? those 3 numbers
You what's really real
When fuckin' with g's like
Pop-pop the glock
killed the cat
Bust it, we for whatever
Whenever, what nigga, you clever?
My weapon gon' have you gaspin' for
Death and stormy
thunderin' and lightening
Plus rain is pourin' on bloody
I'm up on the scene
? ? ? up in a
I'm sorry, killin' season
Killa kaze and prophet
The last we lit 'em
It ain't no time to get
Standin' strong, on
Competition stop it
To all my foes, I let you
I that 9 in my pocket
I pop it, straight at your ass if you ever try to
The result all the ?
All was left was souls
To my rappers out devouring, left them holding the bible
I sustain, in this
A for life, I'm out this thang, man

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