Luyện nghe bài hát Livin Life As A Rider

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

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

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

You see never it fails most of my homies dead or jail
(Gone)
Don't fuck with phonies 'cause they get you
(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 murders I witnessed in town

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

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

There was no peace in
(Nope)
It was sleepless
(Yup)
Hustling ya day to see the light
(Money man)
Street squalie you see polices
(Squalie)

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

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

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

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

Livin' the life a rider seems
It's the only 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 running the streets
I'll be the one that you gonna run to
getting paper and ducking police
Look what the did to me
(Uh, yeah, yeah)

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

For the ones on the and front line they got called by po nine
And now they prisoners of war they for appeal or a bill or a ball
'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 home and see me
cool I lay the rules on ya
Play the fool and they will on ya
Young niggaz that keep them on ya

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

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

And when you finish runnin' the
I'll be the one that you gonna run to
Just getting and ducking police
Look what the did to me
(Yeah)

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

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