Luyện nghe bài hát Life Is Short

All I do is speak the truth so don't judge me by my
I weigh about a buck 40 don't me by my size
Our glocks is like Michael J. Fox it's 'Family
'Cause it'll a family cry, why

A lot of just ain't answered problems ain't resolved
if Drag really a gang member, or just involved
Y'all can be the boss of the bosses I'll be the cause of the
I rob from the rich and give to the fortunate

Well, I buy thousand whips and in your raps I floss shit
I buy thousand kicks and give to the young
When I was young I was a kid 'till I snap
And they couldn't get me off a kid 'cause he my mom's crack

In fact, I caught a case beyond that I couldn't face my
Crack addiction I was way beyond that
But I face facts I got busted the left side of my face
My face back but I had to fix

is short, time flies
It our fault, blames aside
It ain't the licks, it the eyes
It's the way we live or die

is short, time flies
It ain't our fault, blames
It the licks, it ain't the eyes
It's just the way we or die

My blood I had to taste that my wound I had to heal
In order to feel that a real shit and still rap 'cause
My rhymes still here so I done fried a few
My mom still here but die in a few months

Thats real cancer and doctors ain't got the answer
I y'all fellin' this 'cause I ain't supposed to be tellin' y'all this shit
Like I ain't supposed to be sellin' y'all this shit but is real life
Like I ain't supposed to be cryin' over this shit but I mind

Shit just don't right but I'm gonna hold on
the hole in my 44 long
I'm gonna hit the gym and get my on
Sometimes my head

And I don't give my props 'cause he was dead wrong
Pops was up, you know what, I don't a fuck
The only I'm happy that you did was bust me out your nuts

is short, time flies
It ain't our fault, blames
It ain't the licks, it the eyes
It's just the way we or die

Life is short, flies
It ain't our fault, aside
It ain't the licks, it ain't the
just the way we live or die

But nigga this is real life it makes me clutch my glock real
It me wanna fight but I get it off when I write
So these few months my moms could live right, in new clothes
They said she might lose her sight it she saw me blow

I reminisce sometimes I pull out old 40 olds
It me stressed so I could smoke up like 40 of those
Sometimes I feel like walkin' with a bout
till I see cops snowin' till I see slot

Throw on a pair of flops take steps to the roof of the ledge
Till my feet stop but I need not, I got a ahead of me
I got a in back of me, at least I gotta see my seed drop
Probation got me on a detox, so I die
me next to the weed crops

So when I'm in Heaven, I can give weed to Pac and trees
With Big L, Aliyah we miss ya and Pun we fun wit ya