Luyện nghe bài hát Life's So Hard

Ma-ah-an, it easy
They got me goin
Probation, violation,
Frustration, you
Fuck that, damn near bouts to start basin
It's hard! Hard on a

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
bwoy, drop that shit
Whassup man? Always listen to that
That ole criminal shit? Peep game nigga, peep game, me

One:

Travel through my am I blind it's a shame
Young niggaz gettin murdered took out the game
As I sit puffin on a cigarette
Gotta be ready, know who's plottin on a niggaz death
These are the rough times, to hurry up
and duck muhfucker 'fore I buck
It's gettin crazy and strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but a motherfucker down to watch my back
These are the bitch made niggaz, you been nigga
While you starvin and broke they six figures
Oooh, can you do
when you can't trust your crew, 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 take sip of my liquor and spit my sick thoughts, oooh

Verse

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

2X

Verse

Never bow down let other bitches crawl
I'm a Thug and these Thugs only ball
Ain't no half here, from the cradle to the grave
I'm a muhfuckin fool, but I to get paid
Now my pockets empty, and I'm panicked in a fright
Me and my named Nina are fiendin tonight
Ain't livin safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin
All I want is my muhfuckin money, ain't no
Don't try to stall trick, cause we hit
So bring in the scissors and get to clippin that
I'd die young than die old and broke
That's why I drunk, and I constantly smoke
My as a youngsta, hangin with the homies
But now I'm doin bad and bitches don't know me (Who? Who?)
But playa haters fade me (Why?)
Cause this is Thug nigga and we're crazy, tell me do you see?

2X

Verse

Yeah, constantly runnin from danger no stranger to cop cars
Gettin arrested and tested wearin a vest and drop my guards
My is hectic my homies send mail from jail
Niggaz in Hell got horrible stories to tell
I'm catchin cases and still tryin to a grip
The IRS is to stress off a niggaz shit
A young nigga never had a prayer to
And all my peers doin years up in jail
can I do, stay strapped, get a bigger crew
And creep around with them Pound niggaz too
And now we rich ain't no than can touch us
And a trip, how we clown, when we fuck sluts
Bust 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
can work for his money all motherfuckin day and
still see a piece of it, you understand me?
It's not about the guy
It's the hardworkin motherfuckin Thug nigga
If you ain't a Thug nigga, you really doin nothin
(Chorus in background)
You ain't really nothin
motherfuckin po-po's and these pink folks
got it all locked up for us to
See how they did O.J., and they niggaz like that all day
So if you watch your motherfuckin stack
believe me, this be your last breath...

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