Luyện nghe bài hát Living tha Gangsta Life

talking]
He an alleged conversation
Between Snoop and an L.A. sheriff's lieutenant
Officer: I think I who killed Tupac
I do too, the guy who was seated next to him
Officer: You mean, Knight?
Yes

[Daz
shit!
How the can you niggas be on TV live
On channel 13 but call a gangster?
Nigga, ya stop doin all that dry snitchin
When you know it ain't real, 'fore somebody getchu
Big C style, Dogg Pound gangster for life

I bricks and llel, I freeze 'em with ice
I keep my business from my personal life
My and me niggas hustle enough, enough weight
To buy real estate, vehicles, straight
niggas try to calculate the money I make
I ain't havin it, I the gauge cocked in kitchen cabinet
Grabbin it, for any
a permanent vacation, fuckin with the Son of Satan
And I waitin for the one time they catch me
Arrest me, and rape me, humiliate, me
Telephone rang, when I answered then they up
niggas kicked the front door with they guns up
Cover my son up, and let the off
Pumped the pump, Xzibit took them heads off

Chorus: (Daz)
the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life)
Livin the life (Livin the gangsta life)
We the gangsta life (Live the gangsta life)
the gangsta life (Hah, hah, hah, hah)
Live the gangsta (We live the gangsta life)
Livin the gangsta (Live the gangsta life)
We the gangsta life (We live the gangsta life)

I wake up five in the mornin, a sack in the head
Sneak out the back, ground was trackin, thuggin, dodgin the
Slangin, hangin on the corner, the hood
and robbin, transportin the goods
Hop in the Buggy and my cell in my pocket
Grab my strap, to see my homie, hop in the fo' (Sup cous')
the young hoes jockin that gangsta life
Niggas is heated, to jump on site, nah
I just swerve the and maintain the status of a G
ain't nothin but the hog in me
Niggas around my way don't get along me (Why?)
they jealous that I packin more than thirty G's, nigga
Cocaine and weed was the factor in my life, I'm comin up
I'm runnin on who postin rent up
in my family path was dead
Heaven to Hell, that's where my dwell
gangstas

Chorus: (Daz)
Live the gangsta (Livin the gangsta life)
the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life)
We live the gangtsa life (Livin the life)
the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life)
Live the life (Livin the gangsta life)
Livin the gangsta (Livin the gangsta's life)
We live the gangsta (And live the gangsta's life)
Livin the gangsta (Hah, hah, hah, hah)

Yea, and if ya bang say, what, gangsta
Give it up to all the homies say, life
it out
Gangstas let it all go, no
No snitchin allowed, no names
I'm G (I'm G) and you (you ain't)
I can (I can) and you (you can't)
Ever since you dropped names, you outta
Snitchin on ya homeboys - that right
I always up since eighteen and up
With somethin to throw up, the we threw up
(Look at Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Flashbacks, of we got bust at
Turn around bust back scat
on up to the top of the map
'cause gangstas'll be here 'til the Curl come
This is our world - of the gangsta macks
Patrolled by the and red rags
Out we ain't into ice
Just bangin, dicin, the life (homie)

[Chorus - 2x
gangsta life
Livin the gangsta
We live the life
the gangsta life