Luyện nghe bài hát Life We Chose(part 2)

To my huh, we all we got
hold it down though, y'know?
However it's gon' go
This what we gotta deal with Yo

the life we chose, where friends become foes
And the get you killed quicker than you know
This is the life we chose, bring fake and hoes
And the only way out is or goin' broke

This the life we chose, too many happy endings
That's why there ain't too happy niggaz in it
And I'll admit it, life is fucked up but yo, but yo
This life is the life I know

Gold bathtubs, makin' love to my
Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, up green
Statues, floors, rare paintings on my wall
My like the Forbes Magazine

Closets, full of and submachines
Take this out the projects and his thug team
Yo we past street lights, ill rides
Mr. Child both coasts with the most toast

Calicos roast y'all folks, y'all dyin'
'Cause it's hard to fuck around when we dealin' with
My enemies got money, so should watch how I play it
They never know we until they hear me say it

Till kid's on the phone sayin', "Please, Daddy pay it"
Till brain's on the floor, mixed on the pavement
High-class elegance, you respect or you
You go against you'd rather piss on an electrical

strategic, how these niggaz want you to think
You'd be surprised, be the one to put you to sleep
Why you stink? Yo, these don't allow you to blink
You get showered by lead, comin' out with your
Bow ties and tuxedos, Eagles

Dump drugs and acid, then they rush the Rico
It's fuckin' with niggaz you hope you can trust
You a fool if your main bitch is to fuck
And you've got money, is these hoes greedy or
is devious, ex-friends wantin' you stuck

It's the life we chose, where friends foes
And the dough'll get you killed than you know
This is the we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes
And the only way out is or goin' broke

This the life we chose, ain't too many endings
That's why there too many happy niggaz in it
And I'll admit it, this life is up but yo
life is the only life I know

Uhh, love when you don't give your man enough dough?
He wanna you
What's love, you got beef? Nobody wit you
love, you locked up, and your family don't care
Is love a four-letter word, deceives the air?

real, when you know your man's girl is a hoe
And you even let him know, 'cause you fucked her befo'
What's real, you talk behind a man's back
you see him and give him dap, now explain that?

What's trust, when they your case
When you at your date, your co-de', can't look in your face
What's trust, when you your wife away from your man?
And he crossed you but you claimin' he's fam'?

trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't retaliate?
They blaze haze with 'em the next day?
God one of my niggaz get hit, I'ma go haywire
Won't hesitate, spray fire

But everybody's different, you won't know how you
Till you in that position, and that's an actual
The of men change as time goes on, who's wrong?
You was hungry when you stuck Duke, he back to buck you

wrong? Foul all your life, now you 90
On your deathbed you regret grimy
What's lust, a nut? What's a thug?
A ghetto child around drugs, till he's old enough to bust slugs?

Then what's jail, to or to make a nigga worse
When he come home to catch another
Life's about decisions, you choose it, you gotta it
You did it, heaven or or prison

Who knows when your clock'll stop tickin', get weight up
up before it's over neighbor, I told ya
You gettin' older player, look at those who up

It's the life we chose, where become foes
And the dough'll get you killed than you know
This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and
And the only way out is death or broke

the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings
That's why there ain't too happy niggaz in it
And I'll admit it, this life is up but yo
life is the only life I know