Luyện nghe bài hát Life Of An Outlaw

In the life we as thugs
Everybody wit' us so can't you see
hard to be a man
Ridin' my guns in hand

Why explain the game? ain't listenin'
in positions if victims can't stand the heat
Then the fuck out the kitchen
these bust as switchin', lookin' at me mean
Itchin', suckas plenty space
Have these niggas snitchin'

Where are we Guns found daily
The feds surely that they could finally nail me for sellin' dope
They backwards, make tracks whenever I rap
Attack, words bein' known to explode on
Extreme at times blinded by my passion and
Look at me laugh at my competition's my jewelry

You'd stay silent if you niggas me truly effective
The shit you heard ain't do me got a death wish, bitch
Run up, face me and trace wit' an infared
It seems ain't recognize my team
Ain't nobody holdin' you back the track to confetti
it, 'cause niggas ain't ready the life of an outlaw

In the life we live as
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so you see
hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my in hand

3, attack formation pull out your pistols
Keep an eye out for the 'cause they itchin' to get you
to this madman screamin' kamikaze in tongue
Automatic gunfire makin' all my run
Who I call when I'm shot and bleedin'
Indeed the has part a chase in cream

Dope got me hatin' fiends, schema my team, just a chosen few
My foes victim of explosives closer exhale the fumes
We got memories fadin' a slave for cash
Accelerate, mash, blast, dash
Don't now how you like it, raw

ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws never surrender
Death is for a son to stay I'm thugged out
the world 'cause this is how they made me
Scarred but breathin' believe in me and you could see the victory
A warrior with can you picture me?
of and outlaw

In the life we live as
Everybody fuckin' us so can't you see
hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my in hand

City under siege like I can't even breathe
I'm from the state of car G, deep from the street
Plenty beef I play for keeps, arrange the crime scene
Deep this nigga from behind tryin' to creep

No half's wit' no straps, jack it's on to bounce
And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style
Get this grip wit hollows to get cha snip wit'
Get the picture? I my life down like a scripture

And I'm still on lost in the of the lonely
Where nobody holy a matter of a fact, we unholy
Everybody livin' solely for too
on a land hell
Somebody me you know we lost hope and we needin' it

Wit' the it's forever but it might be low down, scandalous
Like a tramp is all for the street on how to be managed
To plan shit 6 months in to what we plotted
to go on sole and now I got it

Crack my window knowin' they'd to catch Kastro sleepin'
Attach a strap under my and a hand like we freakin'
Creepin' deep into peepin' out the weak
they yawnin' and let my cloud speak for it's self

No doubt outlaw, outta my mind, outta you're all blind
Some kind of of mine Kato don't mind
Findin' it funny, matter of fact, it is
Perhaps finally I look at that true over the as an outlaw

Eh,
What's up
Would you die for me,
yeah
Would you for me?
On my grandmother,
Ah yo
up
Let's ride on them bitches right now
out

Well, now they all say they roaches and
Snakes and all they might thug life break
Drink till we fight life or death
But you can't win a vest
But there won't be no breathing for the
bitch on your breath

I see day is dark and I it's dark
So [Incomprehensible]

And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for belly
And let me bust back to niggas till they all sweaty

In the life we as thugs
Everybody fuckin' us so can't you see
It's to be a man
Ridin' my guns in hand

In the life we live as
Everybody wit' us so can't you see
hard to be a man
Ridin' my guns in hand

In the life we live as
fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's to be a man
wit' my guns in hand

In the life we live as
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so you see
It's to be a man
Ridin' my guns in hand

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