Luyện nghe bài hát Live This Life

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

C:]
Ughhhh, I don't do this no mo' (no mo')
But dis the only thang that I
I a pistol in my back, and a gauge on the flo' (flo')
The laws and the d-boys kick in my do' (do')
I'm a d-boy, graduate
But I, got Ph.D Pimp State
And I, got a Master's in movin weight
And my, people dependin on me but gon' be straight
UHH - I go to service
But I ain't been in so long, kinda make me feel (nervous)
they be lookin at me funny
Watchin the plate I tithe, put in my money (money)
I wanna 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 'bout 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 morning and
See I'm a in this neighborhood chess game
one step at a time, long as the Lord bless me (f'real)
I know the rest aim high, I'm to aim it higher (higher)
the lames aspire (aspire) to street success mayne (mayne)
They tryin to blame the fire (fire) but that's like wettin (water)
You either burnt or washed out, so get in (order)
it's gettin harder to fuck with the flow
I'm tryin to keep, all of my 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 outta fifteen cents, I got a dime
Tryin to hustle up my way to a million, I 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, shut
Askin you to watch over me, no matter
Even though I ain't too well behaved, I'm still a of you
And in my Holy Father is all that keep me smilin through
The bad and worse times, through it all
When my is hangin low, you help me to stand tall
The way I'm a ball, the only way I'm a shine
Is if you lookin after me while I'm out on the grind

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

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