Luyện nghe bài hát Lifestylez Ov Da Poor Dangerous

Everybody is scratching for what they can get
Did you think anybody in town is any different?
They give a damn who gets killed
as long as the dice keep rollin' the hoes keep hoein'
And the money flowin'

My name is L, and I'm a part of town where clowns
Get beat down and all you is gunshot sounds
On 139 and Lennox Ave. there's a big
And if you're soft, go through it when it gets dark
'Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax they're sneakier than alley
That's why I gats yo, I'm a motherfuckin' fugitive
Buck wild and is the lifestyle that I choose to live
Because to me it's all a buck

I used to a partner in crime by the name of Chuck
We stormed the city, shootin' shit up like Nitty
We robbed and split the dough 50-50
One day we a dice game on the Ave. and split the cash
Then I murdered his ass and his half
Because I'm all about and skins
you got dough, you don't need no motherfuckin' friends
If I catch you on a late night, black, you're stuck, Jack

My moms told me to get a job, fuck that aiyo, me gettin' a job
Takin' from Bob, sellin' corn on the cob
Yo, how the hell I'ma make ends makin' about 120 dollars a week?
Man, I do another hit I want clean clothes, mean hoes
And all that other yo, I admit, I'm a sucker a low down
Dirty, sneaky, double-crossin' canivin'
Breakin' in with a chrome bar
I wasn't 'Poor', I was po', I couldn't the 'O-R'

I used to wait until it dark and tell a nigga to strip
I wanna see birthmarks like a ninja, dressed in black
With a ski mask I take all the funds, then I run down the fast
I vicked this nigga named took his brand new ring
'Cause stickin' ups a routine
Once I was crusin' in a beat-up ride saw this nigga Clyde
And snuck up on him from the side, I told him
"Give up the dough, you get smoked
Oh broke? Now you're dead broke" the Big L was cold crazy

A top-notch crook snatchin' pocket books from old
I don't care, I'll do to get a buck
Even rob a Miller truck, 'cause I don't a fuck
Some say I'm ruthless, say I'm grim
Once a brother done broke into my house and I him
Plenty and many brains I
'Cause I was livin' the of the poor and dangerous

Word all of us from 139
livin' the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous
You know what I'm sayin'? goes out to my brothers
Big Lee and Don Ice, Reggie Reg, T.C., Todd, Lou, Tone
Whitey, Ty Speeder, Ru Dog, Herb
E-Jet, G Love, Doc Ring, Slice and Dice
I can't forget the 1-4-0 Lennox Ave,
And I gotta say rest in peace to mate the dog
And my man Kerry,

Now kinda life is that for a child?
Now kinda life is that for a child?
Now what kinda is that for a child?
Now kinda life is that for a fuckin' child?
Word to mother, fuck all that shit
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