Luyện nghe bài hát Lifestylez Ov Da Poor Dangerous

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

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

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

My moms told me to get a job, that aiyo, picture me gettin' a job
orders 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 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' motherfucka
Breakin' in with a chrome bar
I wasn't 'Poor', I was po', I couldn't the 'O-R'

I to wait until it gets dark and tell a nigga to strip
I wanna see some birthmarks like a ninja, dressed in
With a ski I take all the funds, then I run down the street fast
I vicked nigga named Eugene took his brand new ring
'Cause stickin' ups a everyday
Once I was crusin' in a beat-up saw this nigga 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 from old ladies
I don't care, I'll do to get a buck
rob a Miller truck, 'cause I don't give a fuck
Some say I'm ruthless, some say I'm
Once a brother done broke 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 Harlem 139
That's livin' the lifestyle of the poor and
You know what I'm This goes out to my brothers
Big Lee and Don Ice, Reggie Reg, T.C., Todd, Lou, Black
Whitey, Ty Speeder, Ru Dog, McGruff
E-Jet, G Love, Doc Ring, Slice and Rich
I can't forget the 1-4-0 Lennox Ave,
And I gotta say rest in peace to the skate dog
And my man Kerry,

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