Luyện nghe bài hát Live This Life

[Chorus: Pimp C
Lord it's so hard, this life
A constant struggle each and day
Some why, I'd rather die
Than to continue living this

C:]
Ughhhh, I don't do this no mo' (no mo')
But dis the only that I know
I keep a pistol in my back, and a gauge on the (flo')
The laws and the wanna kick in my do' (do')
I'm a d-boy, didn't
But I, got Ph.D Pimp State
And I, got a Master's Degree in movin
And my, people dependin on me but gon' be straight
UHH - I wanna go to
But I ain't been in so long, kinda make me feel (nervous)
Cause they be lookin at me
the plate when I tithe, put in my money (money)
I don't go back to that hell
be dead than doin life in a jail cell
Die young oh well (well) I had a good (life)
They rappin 'bout it but I'm out here the price

B:]
I up out of bed, right after the crack of dawn and
I give myself a - up, a morning yawn and
See I'm a pawn in neighborhood chess game
Move one step at a time, long as the Lord me (f'real)
I know the rest aim high, I'm to aim it higher (higher)
Watchin the lames aspire (aspire) to success mayne (mayne)
tryin to blame the fire (fire) but that's like wettin water (water)
You either or washed out, so get in order (order)
Everyday it's gettin harder to fuck with the
I'm tryin to keep, all of my motherfuckin in a row (row)
I gotta see a man a dog and sell him a cat
If you know, then you don't know, dat's dat
Shit a dollar fifteen cents, I got a dime
to hustle up my way to a million, I gotta grind (gotta grind)
Walkin the line cash, I'm on my mash
Two yards behind in a hundred yard dash

B:]
Lord I'm sittin here on bended knee, my hands locked, eyes
Askin you to watch over me, no what
Even though I ain't too well behaved, I'm a child of you
And faith in my Father is all that keep me smilin through
The bad times and times, through it all
When my head is hangin low, you me to stand tall
The way I'm a ball, the only way I'm a shine
Is if you lookin me while I'm out here on the grind

C:]
UNGGHH~! I know you bless the that go get it
I'm the product of the ghetto, the of the city
So I talk the of the ave
Forgive my dirty mouth please, I'm whippin
Fifties, quarters and the whole
on my life on the fo' beam
And I need just to say sane
I'm steady prayin to you but I don't know your name

Knahmtalkinbout!
But I'm under the impression that if your is in the right place
Your prayers gon' get anyway
So some say Jah Jah, some say
Some say Jesus, some say... Yeshua Ben'ta,
Ay man I just like this man, knahmtalkinbout
I ain't get this far bein no man
You hide some'n from black folks, they say you can put it in a book
I don't that
Cause I done fo' libraries worth of books
I got some y'all need to get up on mayne
But hold a of hearts, knahmtalkinbout
The Laws of Power, knahmsayin the art of war
The secret of America, knahmtalkinbout
Everythang ain't what it look man
And don't judge every by it's cover... ya dig!
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