Luyện nghe bài hát Livin' Proof

My life story business never blew my chance
kicked me out the house when I was flippin "I'm the Man"
Put the boys on the street, make them walk this
them how to eat, and to seek for peace
Son I stamped name Livin' Proof cause I mean what I say
Bring the fake to and make them pay
Yo these ghetto stories got em scared to death
I'm tryin to get the fuck out, see the world's about
Check it nineteen-eighty-six is when I reached my
Take my brothers outta and tried to make some ends meet
destinate your sector then it's just like that
Makin moves with my brothers and there's no turnin
We got thirty-six grams on the scale now
Gettin with my brothers time to break the shit down
I'm not killin my people but you know how it go
with me not against me and we'll make mad dough
Wear my co-defendant out when I break down rap
Hold me and give me love and now I'm givin it back
A unique sound from the streets and just so sweet
My Livin' life story, let me break it in piece

Yo I rock on the with the real hip-hop
As you to clock... and jock
Yo, I'm comin off mad rage
Eighteen, and the real stage
But don't worry me, cause I'm makin it
And if I can't it, then I'm takin it
how it is, cause I'm livin trife
Where's my knife, take a witcha life
Rappers decapitate, and
You I mutilate, when I penetrate
Go for the one I say raid
A hit man for hire and I to get paid
Cause bullets are sprayed and is laid
More money is made and the family trade
See I make moves and tell what's the
That's why I'm here, to be livin

I'm lost, must pay the to be the boss
With force, rather get my point
I'm goin off on the mic insane, out of
When I take (like who kid?) Like Mike
And you see, I be rollin a battlecat
And I'm ready to rip on my
I'm not havin that yo, I pull my trigger back
And all you pussy niggaz where my heart is at
I to stay down low but yo I flip at times
Like when I'm kickin lines, or bustin out
It's like that, shit I off the roof
Pysch, cause I wouldn't be proof

The moral of the story - the fuck's goin on?
NYCeez won't see two thousand if these niggaz frontin
I to hustle on the block, now I rock for papes
Watch out, the world turn, and I come back
Relieven stress off my brain I got the la-la for
Breakin all subjects, and then all facts
lose everyday, but still, keepin it fat
Bust it niggaz keep on frontin in game aight?
Scared to death ass rappers get no props
Scared to come to the ghetto talk about bustin
See I can walk the ghetto stand in peace and at ease
Get my crowd open yo you know what I mean
Indeed, see what I see and you know what I mean
Gettin ready for the future so fuck with me
My livin' proof life story niggaz I kill it ease