Luyện nghe bài hát Life We Chose(part 2)

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

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

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

Gold bathtubs, makin' love to my
Get my rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up green
Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my
My lifestyle's like the Forbes

Closets, full of rockets and
Take nigga out the projects and his thug team
Yo we cruise street lights, ill rides
Mr. Child both coasts the most loud toast

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

Till they 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 fence

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

Dump drugs and acid, then they with the Rico
hard fuckin' with niggaz you hope you can trust
You a fool if your main is easy to fuck
And got money, is these hoes greedy or what?
Shit is devious, ex-friends you stuck

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

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

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

What's real, when you know man's girl is a hoe
And you don't even let him know, 'cause you 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 separate case
you at your court date, your co-de', can't look in your face
What's trust, when you keep your wife away from man?
And he never you but you claimin' he's fam'?

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

But everybody's different, you know how you react
Till you in that position, and that's an actual
The hearts of men as time goes on, who's wrong?
You was hungry when you stuck Duke, he back to buck you

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

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

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

the life we chose, where friends become foes
And the dough'll get you quicker than you know
This is the life we chose, fake snakes and hoes
And the only way out is death or broke

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