Luyện nghe bài hát Lifestylez Ov Da Poor Dangerous

Everybody everywhere is scratching for they can get
Did you anybody in this town is any different?
They don't give a damn who gets
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. there's a big
And if you're soft, go through it when it gets dark
'Cause at niggas try to tax they're sneakier than alley cats
That's why I gats yo, I'm a motherfuckin' fugitive
Buck wild and foul is the 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 kids and split the dough 50-50
One day we stuck a game on the Ave. and split the cash
Then I murdered his ass and 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, gettin' stuck, Jack

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

I used to wait until it dark and tell a nigga to strip
I wanna see some birthmarks a ninja, dressed in black
a ski mask I take all the funds, then I run down the street 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 named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the blind side, I him
"Give up the dough, before you get
Oh you're broke? Now you're dead broke" the Big L was crazy

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

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

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