Luyện nghe bài hát Life We Chose(part 2)

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

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

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

Gold bathtubs, love to my queen
Get my rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up green
Statues, marble floors, paintings on my wall
My lifestyle's like the Magazine

Closets, of rockets and submachines
Take this nigga out the and his thug team
Yo we cruise past street lights, ill
Mr. Child both with the most loud toast

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

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

It's strategic, how these 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 mink
Bow and tuxedos, bust Eagles

drugs and acid, then they rush with the Rico
It's hard fuckin' with niggaz you hope you can
You a fool if your bitch is easy to fuck
And you've got money, is hoes greedy or what?
Shit is devious, wantin' you stuck

It's the life we chose, friends become foes
And the dough'll get you killed quicker 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
life is the only life I know

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

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

What's trust, when they separate your
you at your court date, your co-de', can't look in your face
What's trust, when you your wife away from your man?
And he never crossed you but you claimin' he's

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

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

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

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

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

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

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