Luyện nghe bài hát Lifestyles of The Rich & Shameless

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

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

His lifestyles buck wild, child
Got a shorty Val, she stays on the Isle
He started at the age of 17
His heart's made of steel, kid his minds of green

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

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

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

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 pain, it's all the same game

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

See her lifestyle is straight
into lickin' shots
Stickin' blocks shorty on the team
Shortie's pickin' locks

G's takin' trips cross seas
Just enough to be flashin', cash they be
wit the cats, they love packin' gats
Bulletproof vest, bulletproof baseball

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

To a nice shorty, O-D'd
(Shorty, what, who, )
me the chorus
(Shoulda chilled)
Pass me the sista
(I would the weed)

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

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

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

So now I'm into makin' wit my men
I hustle wit my style, cook up wit my pen
Mr. represent in the gutter
Tah, gettin' lai that 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 Lost crew an
Freaky Tah, Nice and Pretty Lou

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

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

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