Luyện nghe bài hát Live This Life

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

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

B:]
I wake up out of bed, right the crack of dawn and
I give myself a - stretch up, a yawn and
See I'm a in this neighborhood chess game
Move one at a time, long as the Lord bless me (f'real)
I know the aim high, I'm tryin to aim it higher (higher)
Watchin the lames aspire (aspire) to street mayne (mayne)
tryin to blame the fire (fire) but that's like wettin water (water)
You either burnt or washed out, so get in (order)
Everyday gettin harder to fuck with the flow
I'm to keep, all of my motherfuckin ducks 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 outta cents, I got a dime
Tryin to hustle up my way to a million, I grind (gotta grind)
the line like 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
you to watch over me, no matter what
Even though I ain't too behaved, I'm still a child of you
And faith in my Holy Father is all that keep me smilin
The bad times and worse times, it all
my head is hangin low, you help me to stand tall
The only way I'm a ball, the way I'm a shine
Is if you after me while I'm out here on the grind

C:]
UNGGHH~! I know you bless the that go get it
I'm the of the ghetto, the flame of the city
So I talk the of the ave
my dirty mouth please, I'm whippin slabs
Fifties, and the whole thangs
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 real

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