Luyện nghe bài hát Life Of An Outlaw

In the we live as thugs,
fuckin wit us so can't you see
It's to be a man.
wit my gun in hand.

Why the game? Niggas ain't listenin.
in positions. If victims can't stand the heat,
Then stay the out the kitchen.
Have bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.
Itchin, givin suckas space.
these bitch niggas snitchin.
Where are we Guns found daily.
The feds surely hope that could finally nail me for sellin dope.
They backwards, make burst whenever I rap.
Attack. Words bein to explode on contact.
Extreme at times. by my passion and fury.
Look at me at my competition's flashin my jewelry.
You'd stay if you niggas knew me. Truely effective.
The shit you heard do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch.
Run up, me and trace wit an infared beam.
It seems niggas recognize my team.
Ain't nobody holdin you back. the track to confetti.
Unload it. 'cause niggas ready. The life of an outlaw.

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Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out pistols.
Keep an eye out for the 'cause they itchin to get you.
to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue.
Automatic gunfire all my enemies run.
Who I call when I'm shot and bleedin.
the possibility has part a chase in cream.
Dope got me fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few.
My foes victim of explosives. closer. Exhale the fumes.
We got memories fast. A slave for cash.
Accelerate, mash, blast, dash.
look now. How you like it, raw.
Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. surrender.
Death is for a son to free. I'm thugged out.
Fuck the 'cause this is how they made me.
Scarred but breathin.
Believe in me and you see the victory.
A warrior jewels. Can you picture me?
of and outlaw.

[Chorus

City under siege. It's I can't even breathe.
I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep the street.
beef. I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene.
Mobb Deep. This nigga behind tryin to creep.
No wit no straps, jack.
on to bounce back.
And an so fat, they snatch my style ?
Get this wit hollows to get cha.
wit clippers. Get the picture?
I wrote my life like a scripture.

And I'm still on lost in the of the lonely.
Where ain't nobody holy. A of a fact, we unholy.
livin soley for themselves. Too hostile on a land hell.
Somebody need me. You we lost hope and we needin it.
Wit the it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz
Like a tramp is. All for the street on how to be managed.
To shit. 6 months in advaced to what we plotted.
to go on swole and now I got it.

Un uh, crack my window. they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin.
Attach a under my pillow and a hand like we freakin.
Creepin into morning. Peepin out the weak.
While they yawnin and let my speak for it's self.
No doubt. Outlaw. my mind, outta time. You're all blind.
Some kind of life of Kato don't mind.
Findin it funny, of fact, 'cause it is.
Perhaps finally I look at that true over the as an outlaw.
Eh, Noble.
up nigga.
Would you die for me,
yeah.
Would you for me?
On my grandmother, nigga.
Ah yo.
up.
Let's ride on them stupid right now.
out.

Well now all say they roaches and parasites.
Snakes and all they
Thug break night.
till we fist fight.
Life or death. But you win with a vest.
But there be no breathing for the reason
Punk on your breath.
I see day is and I admit it's dark.
So ?
foolin marks.
And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets was left for PO's belly.
And let me back to them niggas till they all sweaty.