Luyện nghe bài hát Life's So Hard

Ma-ah-an, it ain't
They got me goin
Probation, violation,
Frustration, you
Fuck that, nigga damn near bouts to basin
It's 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 motherfucker
Alright bwoy, drop shit
Whassup man? Always listen to shit?
That ole criminal shit? Peep game nigga, peep game, me

One:

Travel through my mind am I it's a shame
Young niggaz gettin murdered straight out the game
As I sit here puffin on a
Gotta be ready, know who's plottin on a niggaz death
These are the rough times, best to up
and duck muhfucker I buck mine
It's gettin crazy and strapped
Surrounded by but nary a motherfucker down to watch my back
These are the bitch made niggaz, you played nigga
While you starvin and they pullin six figures
Oooh, can you do
when you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm
on this Hennesey, me, do you feel me?
Heyyy, I no remorse
as I take another sip of my liquor and my sick thoughts, oooh

Verse

to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it
I'm the muhfucker that can outrun a bullet
It's them Thug Life niggaz, them done like
Got punk wannabes and they jockin like bitches
Now my riches is gettin hoe-zone, on
Fuck a mystery, do you wanna get with me, 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 my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime
And ain't no way I'ma let bitch made nigga me
me slippin, empty the clip and bury me
Hell nah nigga have to plug me
no slippin when you Thug for Life, motherfucker can you see?

2X

Verse

bow down let these other bitches crawl
I'm a Thug motherfucker and Thugs only ball
Ain't no half here, from the cradle to the grave
I'm a fool, but I choose to get paid
Now my pockets gettin empty, and I'm in a fright
Me and my bitch named Nina are tonight
nobody livin safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin
All I is my muhfuckin money, ain't no question
Don't try to stall little trick, we hit
So bring in the scissors and get to that dick
I'd rather die than die old and broke
That's why I drunk, and I constantly smoke
My memories as a youngsta, hangin with the
But now I'm bad and them bitches don't know me (Who? Who?)
But playa haters fade me (Why?)
Cause 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 a vest and don't drop my guards
My life is hectic my send mail from jail
Niggaz in Hell got some horrible stories to
I'm catchin cases and tryin to stack a grip
The IRS is tryin to off a niggaz shit
A nigga never had a prayer to prevail
And all my peers doin years locked up in
What can I do, stay strapped, get a 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 sluts
nuts then 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 all motherfuckin day and
still never see a piece of it, you me?
It's not the nice guy
It's bout the hardworkin motherfuckin Thug
If you ain't a Thug nigga, you ain't really nothin
(Chorus in background)
You really makin nothin
These motherfuckin po-po's and these pink
got it all locked up for us to
See how they did O.J., and they doin niggaz like all day
So if you don't watch motherfuckin stack
believe me, this be your last breath...

2X to fade