Luyện nghe bài hát Livin Life As A Rider

There was no for us
(Nope)
So we did what we did to make a buck
Played around fucking nuts
(Crazy)
Hope them ho's pucker up get them to slide

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

You know the drill homie play the
And play the field but don't get killed
(Stay alive)
So the better days?
The have to get up days to 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 I'm gripping steel
(Bang, bang)
I'm kinda and I'm quick on the blast
Due to the that I witnessed in town

the life with a rider seems
It's the only that I'm gonna run to
That's when you light and get with me
Look the ghetto's did to me
(Baby)

And you finish running the streets
be the only one that you gonna run to
Just getting paper and ducking
Look the ghetto did to me
(Uh, yeah, yeah)

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

As I polie on this decent
Got a that want some pies 23 a slice
Transactions by the building, uptown world
Manhattan where we kill
(Taz)

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

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

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

Livin' the life with a rider
It's the only that I'm gonna run to
That's you light and get high with me
Look the ghetto's did to me
(Baby)

And when you finish the streets
be the only one that you gonna run to
Just getting and ducking police
what the ghetto did to me
(Uh, yeah, yeah)

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

For the ones on the grind and front 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 come come and see me
cool I lay the rules on ya
Play the and they will move on ya
niggaz that keep them tools on ya

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

Livin' the life a rider
Seems it's the only that I'm gonna run to
That's when you light and get 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 what the did to me
(Yeah)

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

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