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 go down
This we gotta deal with y'know? Yo

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

This the life we chose, too many happy endings
That's why there too many happy niggaz in it
And I'll it, this life is fucked up but yo, but yo
This life is the only I know

bathtubs, makin' love to my queen
Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, up green
Statues, marble floors, paintings on my wall
My lifestyle's the Forbes Magazine

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

roast y'all folks, keep y'all dyin'
'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 kid's on the phone sayin', "Please, Daddy pay it"
Till they on the floor, mixed on the pavement
elegance, you respect or you hiss
You go you'd rather piss on an electrical fence

It's strategic, how these niggaz want you to
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, out with your mink
Bow ties and tuxedos, bust

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

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

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

Uhh, what's love when you don't your man enough dough?
He stick you
What's love, you got beef? Nobody 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 your man's girl is a hoe
And you don't even let him know, 'cause you fucked her
real, when you talk behind a man's back
Then you see him and him dap, now explain that?

What's trust, they separate your case
When you at your court date, your co-de', look in your face
What's trust, when you your wife away from your man?
And he never crossed you but you claimin' fam'?

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

But different, you won't know how you react
Till you in that position, and that's an actual
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? a thug?
A ghetto child raised around drugs, till old enough to bust slugs?

Then jail, to rehabilitate or to make a nigga worse
When he come home to another case?
Life's about decisions, you choose it, you gotta it
You did it, heaven or hell or

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

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

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