Luyện nghe bài hát Lifestylez Ov Da Poor Dangerous

Everybody everywhere is scratching for they can get
Did you think anybody in town is any different?
They don't a damn who gets killed
Just as as the dice keep rollin' the hoes keep hoein'
And the keeps flowin'

My name is L, and I'm from a part of where clowns
Get beat down and all you hear is sounds
On 139 and Lennox Ave. a big park
And if you're soft, don't go through it when it dark
'Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax they're sneakier alley cats
That's why I carry gats yo, I'm a fugitive
Buck wild and foul is the lifestyle I choose to live
Because to me it's all about a

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

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

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

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

Word all of us from 139
That's livin' the lifestyle of the and dangerous
You know what I'm sayin'? This goes out to my
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 Rich
I forget the 1-4-0 Lennox Ave, troop
And I say rest in peace to mate the skate dog
And my man Kerry,

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