Luyện nghe bài hát Life's a Puzzle

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

Its a jungle, sometimes
When you
The hood took you
Niggas start to
Why you missin all summers
I ain't seen the
In five or six weeks
Cos I'm back on the cell
Lookin like I'm shocked
In and out
Down south, up
I'm back back, forth and
I seem to keep my black ass outta dough
Cos I'm steady doin
Put in for the turf
I did a gang of
And ain't learnt a damn thing
Except how to bang
Talk slang and game
And now I think I'm the mack of the
Cos I got this bitch runnin through the
But never she was hoe'ing in the hood, black
the day my homies say 'dre that bitch a hoodrat'
But the package on some nights
And I'm
Just another piece of the puzzle of my up life

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

[bg knocc
My is like a puzzle
I thank God for everyday I'm
Livin in the world cos I'm european
Bein, a young black male is havin on
Some gaseline bailin through hell
Cos we no win that we can all see
Ask king, michael j and mike t
And about oj, I think it's a set up
Pac you said it first but my nigga your head up
They don't wanna see black man make it
And everything we get look nice
They take it
So make it, 187 on the
I'm tired of seein get stressed
And fucked no grease
No peace, no
Motherfuck
Live bg's doin dirt outta
The three march
It didn't help the
All it did was increase the jail

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

My homies is a piece to my
I love ass to death
But the more I look
There ain't too many of us
of the fittest
And the strong don't
I can count more real niggas dead alive
So niggas stop the
Let that bullshit walkin
I'm tryin to get
So wasting my time
And if I had a dime for I met a bitch
That I was the shit
My ass be rich
But no, I'm
And ain't a joke
Nigga you check yo bitch, talkin shit
get that hoe smoked, (I'm down with you baby)
Bitch, don't even make a nigga
Tryin to get my heart
So she can my life apart
I got enough strain on my brain
Than to be worried about some busy ass dame
But game, recognise with the dresta
Fool, I thought you about the westside gangsta

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