Luyện nghe bài hát Lifestyles of The Rich & Shameless

Everybody's buckin', give it a damn, everybody's
Everybody's buckin', give it a damn, everybody's
Everybody's buckin', give it a damn, everybody's
Everybody's buckin', don't give it a damn,

Straight from cop killer, Queens a named Jack
At the age of 17, yo this kid Jack started crack
He's on the to riches, baggin' bitches
He's in clubs takin' pitchers, drink finger always into sess

His lifestyles wild, honey child
Got a shorty named Val, she stays on the
He slingin' at the age of 17
His made of steel, kid his minds full of green

He got his ounce, made a grand 400
3 to get fresh, he other bills to get blunted
And wit the letter G, he the letter O
Next thing you know man he's rakin' in the

He put his people down 'cuz say only right
For dem to get keys dem and dem is mad
organation organize on the block
Nobody's slingin' on the block eeh yo, we got this on lock

And it's the lifestyles of the rich and
Some die wit the name, die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the pain
It's all the pain, it's all the same game

of the rich and shameless
Some die wit the name, some die
It's all the same game, it's all the same
It's all the same pain, it's all the same

The verse 2's about girl named Yvette
She lived out in Queens, the red Corvette
She's weight in and outta state
Outta state license

See her lifestyle is weight
She's into shots
blocks gotta shorty on the team
Shortie's into pickin'

Makin' G's takin' trips cross
Just enough to be flashin', they be stashin'
She's wit the cats, they love packin'
Bulletproof vest, bulletproof hats

Her and the queens right, gettin' high too
Lex, coups and jeeps, got can and lai brew
all the same shame, just a different name
Shorty's sniffin' cane, to maintain'

To a nice shorty, rock
(Shorty, what, who, )
me the chorus
(Shoulda chilled)
Pass me the sista
(I pass the weed)

The lifestyles of the and shameless
Some die wit the name, some die
It's all the same game, it's all the pain
It's all the pain, it's all the same game

The lifestyles of the rich and
die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the same
all the same pain, it's all the same game

I used to up on Linden in the van
Me and my man did thing hand in hand
20 bills up, huh, plus a 20 sac but verse it
to rap but the fiends kept commin' back

I'm tryin' to put my lifestyle in
The games mad deep, I keep my feet above the
Caught a bid got a and kid
The just burned in the flame, so out the game I slid

So now I'm makin' hits wit my men
I wit my style, cook up works wit my pen
Mr. Cheeks in the gutter
Freaky Tah, gettin' lai C's my brudda

In the and hit you in the brain
And if I was cocaine it I'm your main
Tally up it's the Boyz crew an
Freaky Tah, Nice and Pretty Lou

And it's the lifestyles of the and shameless
die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, all the same pain
It's all the pain, it's all the same game

The lifestyles of the rich and
die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the pain
It's all the same pain, all the same game

Lifestyles of the and shameless
die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the pain
It's all the pain, it's all the same game
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