Luyện nghe bài hát Livin Life As A Rider

There was no for us
(Nope)
So we did what we did just to make a
Played around we're nuts
(Crazy)
Hope them pucker up tryna get them to slide

on our mind getting high all the time
(We fuck)
We hustle hard, hope the fiends buy all the
So we can up and hit the party and scoop a bitch
(Get twisted)

You know the drill homie the rules
And the field but don't get killed homie
(Stay alive)
So the better days?
The to get up days to chef up ya just to get us paid
(We hard)

You see never it fails most of my homies either or jail
(Gone)
Don't fuck phonies 'cause they get you killed
(Ah ah)
My every bitter real
(That's right)

Don't run up on me 'cause I'm gripping
(Bang, bang)
I'm kinda nervous and I'm on the blast
Due to the murders I witnessed in town

Livin' the life a rider seems
It's the only thing I'm gonna run to
when you light and get high with me
Look what the did to me
(Baby)

And when you running the streets
I'll be the only one that you run to
Just getting paper and police
Look the ghetto did to me
(Uh, yeah, yeah)

There was no peace in
(Nope)
It was night
(Yup)
Hustling ya breaking day to see the
(Money man)
Street squalie you see lights
(Squalie)

As I on this decent price
Got a causes that some pies 23 a slice
Transactions by the building, uptown Harlem
where we kill them
(Taz)

Plus my project way of thinking spending most my drinking
like I'm on my way to sexton
(Lock in)
But we do what we do survival
And we move how we move thats the rivals
(Fuck enemies)

It's been we living suicidal
like rush at eleven placing bucks on your bet
Do your thang slang cane and get your bucks on steps
(Watch)

ya ass young man they want you under arrest
(That's pigs)
And you ain't know, they getting stripes for
They have you in your cell man life for that

Livin' the with a rider seems
the only thing that I'm gonna run to
That's when you and get high with me
Look what the did to me
(Baby)

And when you running the streets
I'll be the only one you gonna run to
getting paper and ducking police
Look what the did to me
(Uh, yeah, yeah)

Now for my project corners, go for warrants
(Fuck 'em)
Every I make it, I pray to God for goners
(I to God)
We pour liquor on floors that's for the
That we lost in the of this war
(RIP Life)

For the on the grind and front line they got called by po nine
And now they prisoners of war they fight for appeal or a bill or a
'Cause they slipped and got for a sale of a rob
(Zeek you wassup)

Two shouts for O.B.C.C six house of fame
When you home come and see me
cool I lay the rules on ya
Play the and they will move on ya
Young niggaz that them tools on ya

They quick to let them blast
(Bang, bang)
So crazy the way we get cash
(How we livin'?)
Real hot up on murderous blocks
(Blaatat, blaatat)
Broad day bang bang I you heard all them shots

Livin' the life with a
it's the only thing that I'm gonna run to
That's when you and get high with me
what the ghetto's did to me
(Baby)

And when you finish the streets
I'll be the only one you gonna run to
Just getting paper and police
Look the ghetto did to me
(Yeah)

what the ghetto did to me
Look the ghetto did to me
what the ghetto did to me
(Eh, eh, eh)

Look the ghetto did to me
what the ghetto did to me
Look what the did to me
(Eh, eh, eh)