Luyện nghe bài hát Livin' 4 The Moment

[ 1: willie d ]
Picture me broke and disgusted, like a fuckin' bum
clothes, not knowin' where my next meal comin' from
I the American dream like dusty rolls
Got my eyes on paper, these musty hoes
My die slower than an aids patient
To a tombstone my lay adjacent
The wanna see me in an early grave
But I ain't on 'em muthafuckin' pearly gates
to get a nigga 'fore he get me
Always keep my 'stola me
Never beg for my if they muthafuckin' hit me
Face, are you me? (hell yeah)
The d.e.a. tryin' to put me in a cell
(hell yeah) but I refuse to be up
(hell yeah) me a quarter key rocked up
(hell yeah) money and murder, my motto
I take my chances in the ghetto, fuck the

[ chorus: ]
I live my life for the moment, tomorrow
Still kill, beg,

Money is
is powder
Glock in
is ours
Sold
Hood
towers
Scream

[ verse 2: ]
broke got a muthafucka focused on the wrong things
Livin' illegal, honorin' the with this cold game
Twistin' muthafuckas up, em even quicker
Niggas on a suicidal mission to get the
Anybody peeler, I'm still a homicidal
Mob with gorillas, servin' the fiends chillers
And I'm - so high - I - can touch the sky
Above the fallin'
Let me explain, in streets no pain
Murder partner if he crosses you, nigga, do your thing
a struggle for position in this cold dark world
Survival of the geto boys and girls
So what you on, get your muthafuckin' ranks
And your muthafuckin' banks, your muthafuckin' hank
And dank, I don't think the sun don't shine
In - so grind
no sense in dyin' without a dime
Listen to the rhymes

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[ 3: willie d ]
Day dark, walk through the valley of the shadow of
I nothin'
We all gotta die of
Don't blame me if I
me the dope and lock me up if I happen to rise
Despise any human that acceptin' to my lifestyle
Put me out my misery, I might
Why plan the when everyday brings a new opponent
I'm for the muthafuckin' moment, DMG, get on it

[ 4: DMG ]
Well i, nigga, I come to
Down for the
Drive by your
I'm doin' him, we
Droppin' on muthafuckin' squadron
Heartless, bring these rigor mortis
For the moment, I think you twos are bonin', who want
on and let me know you really, really want it
I'm here, now for life, straight up and down,
n-n-niggas jus' a s-s- strangler, you up
get smoked like herb
Inner to suburbs
Word em up, fuck em up, tired of flat
nothin' but these clothes on my back
(no scratch) fuck that with the finger
I'm tryin' to turn my grass
And my pocket size - for the moment

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