Luyện nghe bài hát Livin' 4 The Moment

[ verse 1: d ]
Picture me broke and disgusted, livin' like a bum
Raggedy clothes, not knowin' my next meal comin' from
I want the American dream like dusty
Got my on paper, fuck these musty hoes
My foes die than an aids patient
To a tombstone my lay adjacent
The police see me in an early grave
But I ain't trippin' on 'em pearly gates
to get a nigga 'fore he get me
Always my 'stola with me
beg for my life if they muthafuckin' hit me
Face, are you me? (hell yeah)
The d.e.a. to put me in a jail cell
(hell yeah) but I refuse to be up
(hell yeah) give me a quarter key up
(hell yeah) money and murder, my motto
I take my chances in the ghetto, fuck the

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

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

[ verse 2: ]
Bein' broke got a muthafucka on the wrong things
Livin' illegal, the evil with this cold game
Twistin' muthafuckas up, killin' em quicker
Niggas on a mission to get the scrilla
peeler, I'm still a homicidal killer
Mob with gorillas, servin' the fiends chillers
And I'm - so - that I - can touch the sky
the fallin' rain
Let me explain, in these no pain
Murder partner if he crosses you, nigga, do your thing
It's a struggle for in this cold dark world
Survival of the realest geto and girls
So what you waitin' on, get muthafuckin' ranks
And your muthafuckin' banks, serve your muthafuckin'
And your dank, I 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, through the valley of the shadow of death
I nothin'
We all gotta die of
Don't me if I capitalize
Give me the dope and me up if I happen to rise
any human that ain't acceptin' to my lifestyle
Put me out my misery, I smile
Why plan the future everyday brings a new opponent
I'm livin' for the moment, DMG, get on it

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

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