Luyện nghe bài hát Life's On The Line

Nobody me
Nobody likes me, but that's
Cause I don't like y'all
And I don't like y'all
all y'all!
My watch talk for me, my talk for me
My gat for me
up homie
For who don't know me
They to blow me 'cause the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me

I came rap humble, I don't give a fuck now
Serve anybody niggas who hustle uptown
price go up, cats is come down
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be
The bitch who hustle for me, they don't even stash
They keep it on em, right there in ass crack
When I don't like a nigga, I don't to
I'll have the paramedics wrap fucking head like a Hindu
Look, I ain't nowhere, so get used to me
OG's at me and see what they used to be
I'm that that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
The that shot Dice when he broke to So So
The thug, they pop
The thug that pop
The thug that went from three and a half to bricks
Nigga ain't in his mind, going against me
My picture's painted through words that a blind man see

murder! (I don't believe you!)
Murder! (Fuck around and you!)
Murder! (I believe you!)
Murder, murder! (Your on the line!)

niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm trying to out how y'all started me
me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the and slide off wit the six

I'm not a while spark issue, I spray random
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm
I hate to "He say, She say" shit
he say she say she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get up
I do a style drive by and tear ya block up
You soft through, be up a crazy front
I stay wit the Mac, niggas tried to blaze me once
In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 spitted on em"
"You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 shitted on em"
Beef, you don't want none, so start none
You a small player in this game, play a part son

Scream murder! (I don't you!)
Murder! (Fuck around and you!)
Murder! (I believe you!)
Murder, murder! (Your on the line!)

These cats always escape reality they rhyme
That's why they about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
Leave it to them, and they say got a fast car
Nascar, truck wit a bar
And in the dash, pa
See em in the five wit rims, I just laugh, pa
I stunts when I ain't trying
I lying, I sit Don P til I split up
my rent split up
Get line, I get you hit up
Now if you say my in your rhyme, watch what you say
You get carried away, you can get shot and away
Now here's a list of MC's that can you in eight bars:
50, and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn ain't friends
The you playing, you get killed like that
Acting you all hard, you ain't built like that
See me you see me nigga, one

Scream murder! (I don't you!)
Murder! (Fuck and leave you!)
Murder! (I believe you!)
Murder, murder! (Your on the line!)

Y'all niggas want no parts of me
I'm to figure out how y'all started me
Make me catch her on the late
Pop wit the fifth and slide off wit the six