Luyện nghe bài hát Life's On The Line

Nobody me
Nobody likes me, but okay
Cause I don't y'all anyway
And I don't like anyway
all y'all!
My watch talk for me, my whip for me
My gat for me
What up
For bitches who don't me
They want to me 'cause the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me

I came into rap humble, I give a fuck now
Serve anybody like who hustle uptown
price go up, cats is come down
The D's run in my crib, I'm to be found
The bitch who for me, they don't even stash tracks
They it on em, right there in they ass crack
I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
I'll have the wrap your 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 nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
The that shot Dice when he broke to So So
The thug, pop shit
The thug pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to whole
Nigga ain't in his right mind, against me
My picture's painted through that make a blind man see

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

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

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

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

These cats always reality when they rhyme
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit
Leave it to them, and say they got a fast car
Nascar, wit a crash bar
And in the dash, pa
See em in the five wit rims, I just laugh, pa
I catch stunts when I trying
I lying, I sit Don P til I split up
Keep my split up
Get line, I get you hit up
Now if you say my name in 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 kill you in eight
50, and Nas
I'ma say this now and never again
We ain't buddies, we partners and we damn sure ain't friends
The games you playing, you get like that
Acting you all hard, you ain't built like that
See me you see me nigga, one

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

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