Luyện nghe bài hát Lifestylez Ov Da Poor Dangerous

Everybody is scratching for what they can get
Did you think anybody in this town is any
They don't give a damn who killed
Just as long as the dice rollin' the hoes keep hoein'
And the money keeps

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

I used to have a partner in crime by the name of
We stormed the city, shootin' up like Frank Nitty
We robbed kids and the dough 50-50
One day we stuck a dice game on the Ave. and the cash
I murdered his ass and took his half
Because I'm all about and skins
When you got dough, you need no motherfuckin' friends
If I catch you on a late night, black, you're stuck, Jack

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

I used to wait until it gets dark and tell a nigga to
I wanna see some birthmarks like a ninja, dressed in
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 ride saw this nigga named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the side, I told him
"Give up the dough, before you get
Oh you're broke? Now you're broke" the Big L was cold crazy

A top-notch crook snatchin' pocket from old ladies
I care, I'll do anything to get a buck
Even rob a Miller truck, I don't give a fuck
Some say I'm ruthless, some say I'm
Once a brother broke into my house and I robbed him
Plenty and many I bust
'Cause I was livin' the lifestyle of the and dangerous

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

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