Luyện nghe bài hát Life's So Hard

Ma-ah-an, it easy
got me goin cold-hearted
Probation, violation,
Frustration, you
Fuck that, nigga damn near bouts to basin
hard! Hard on a nigga

Hard on a nigga (yeah it is, it is)
*whispered* Kill kill kill, murder murder
out nigga!

Chorus: Now me do you see
Life's so on a nigga when you livin like a G
(repeat 2X)

- chorus 2X throughout]
Daz in this
Alright bwoy, drop that
Whassup man? listen to that shit?
That ole criminal shit? Peep nigga, peep game, feel me

One:

Travel through my am I blind it's a shame
Young niggaz gettin murdered took out the game
As I sit here puffin on a
Gotta be ready, never who's plottin on a niggaz death
These are the rough times, to hurry up
and duck muhfucker I buck mine
It's crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but nary a down to watch my back
are the bitch made niggaz, you been played nigga
While you and broke they pullin six figures
Oooh, can you do
you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm
on this Hennesey, me, do you feel me?
Heyyy, I no remorse
as I another sip of my liquor and spit my sick thoughts, oooh

Verse

Thuggin to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma it
I'm the first muhfucker can outrun a bullet
It's them Thug Life niggaz, them done triggers
Got these wannabes and they jockin like bitches
Now my riches is hoe-zone, it's on
Fuck a mystery, do you get with me, then let's bone
take her to my hideout, cause I'm smokin that spinach
and stayin strong to the finish and I ride out
See you on the freeway, baby
but I call my homey see what he say
I ain't got no time, I get mine
I keep my mind on my loot, shoot everytime
And ain't no way let bitch made nigga worry me
Catch me slippin, the clip and bury me
Hell nah have to plug me twice
Ain't no when you Thug for Life, motherfucker can you see?

2X

Verse

Never bow down let other bitches crawl
I'm a Thug motherfucker and these Thugs only
Ain't no half steppin here, the cradle to the grave
I'm a muhfuckin fool, but I to get paid
Now my pockets gettin empty, and I'm panicked in a
Me and my bitch named Nina are fiendin
Ain't nobody safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin
All I want is my muhfuckin money, no question
Don't try to little trick, cause we hit
So bring in the scissors and get to clippin that
I'd rather die than die old and broke
That's why I stay drunk, and I smoke
My memories as a youngsta, hangin with the
But now I'm doin bad and them bitches know me (Who? Who?)
But haters can't fade me (Why?)
this is Thug Life nigga and we're crazy, tell me do you see?

2X

Verse

Yeah, constantly runnin danger ain't no stranger to cop cars
Gettin arrested and tested wearin a and don't drop my guards
My life is hectic my homies mail from jail
Niggaz in Hell got some stories to tell
I'm cases and still tryin to stack a grip
The IRS is to stress off a niggaz shit
A young nigga had a prayer to prevail
And all my peers doin years up in jail
can I do, stay strapped, get a bigger crew
And around with them Dogg Pound niggaz too
And now we rich ain't no than can touch us
And it's a trip, how we clown, when we fuck
Bust nuts I cut, that's my new thang
And motherfuckers got on

2X

Can I get paid, can I get paid, can I motherfuckin get
Nigga can work for his money all day and
still never see a piece of it, you me?
not about the nice guy
It's bout the hardworkin Thug nigga
If you a Thug nigga, you ain't really doin nothin
(Chorus in background)
You ain't really nothin
These motherfuckin po-po's and these pink
got it all locked up for us to
See how did O.J., and they doin niggaz like that all day
So if you don't your motherfuckin stack
believe me, this be your last breath...

2X to fade