Luyện nghe bài hát Life's a Puzzle

in the hood, (life in the hood)
Life in the hood, (yeah, like a puzzle)
Life in the hood, (life in, in the hood)
Life in the hood, is just a puzzle

Its like a jungle,
When you
The hood you under
start to wonder
Why you missin all summers
I ain't seen the
In five or six weeks
Cos I'm on the cell block
Lookin like I'm shocked
In and out
south, up north
I'm back back, and forth
I seem to keep my black ass outta dough
Cos I'm steady dirt
Put in work for the
I did a gang of
And still ain't learnt a damn
Except how to bang
Talk and shoot game
And now I think I'm the of the century
Cos I got this bitch runnin the penatentiary
But never she was hoe'ing in the hood, black
Till the day my homies say that bitch a hoodrat'
But shoot the package on nights
And I'm
Just piece of the puzzle of my fucked up life

Life in the is just like a puzzle (like a puzzle)
If in the game, lookin for trouble (lookin for trouble)

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My is like a puzzle
I God for everyday I'm seeing
in the world cos I'm bout european
Bein, a young black male is havin on
Some underwear bailin through hell
Cos we have no win we can all see
Ask king, michael j and mike t
And what about oj, I think a set up
Pac you said it but my nigga keep your head up
They don't wanna see another man make it
And everything we get that look
They wanna it
So make it, 187 on the
I'm tired of nigga's get stressed
And fucked with no
No peace, no
this
Live doin dirt outta cuttless
The three strikes
It didn't help the
All it did was the jail population

(life in the is just like a puzzle)
Life in the is just like a puzzle

My homies is a to my puzzle
I love they ass to
But the more I around
There ain't too of us left
Survival of the
And the strong don't
I can count real niggas dead than alive
So niggas stop the
Let that bullshit keep
I'm to get mine
So quit wasting my
And if I had a for everytime I met a bitch
That I thought was the
My ass would be
But no, I'm
And bitches ain't a
Nigga you better yo bitch, talkin shit
Will get hoe smoked, (I'm down with you baby)
Bitch, don't even make a nigga
Tryin to get my heart
So she can tear my life
I got enough strain on my brain
Than to be busy worried about some ass dame
But game, recognise game with the
Fool, I thought you knew the westside gangsta

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