Luyện nghe bài hát Living tha Gangsta Life

[Man
He repeats an alleged
Between and an unnamed L.A. sheriff's lieutenant
Officer: I I know who killed Tupac
Snoop: I do too, the guy who was seated to him
Officer: You mean, Suge
Yes

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

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

Chorus: (Daz)
Livin the life (Livin the gangsta life)
Livin the gangsta life (Livin the life)
We live the life (Live the gangsta life)
the gangsta life (Hah, hah, hah, hah)
Live the gangsta (We live the gangsta life)
the gangsta life (Live the gangsta life)
We live the 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, the feds
Slangin, hangin on the corner, the hood
Bangin and robbin, transportin the
Hop in the Buggy and throw my in my pocket
my strap, cockin to see my homie, hop in the fo' (Sup cous')
Watch the young hoes jockin that life
is heated, down to jump on site, nah
I swerve the boulevard and maintain the status of a G
ain't nothin but the hog in me
Niggas my way don't get along with me (Why?)
'cause they jealous that I packin than thirty G's, nigga
Cocaine and weed was the only in my life, I'm comin up
I'm runnin on anybody who rent up
in my family path was dead
Heaven to Hell, that's where my homies'll
gangstas

Chorus: (Daz)
Live the life (Livin the gangsta life)
Livin the gangsta life (Livin the life)
We live the life (Livin the gangsta life)
Livin the gangsta life (Livin the life)
Live the gangsta life (Livin the life)
Livin the gangsta (Livin the gangsta's life)
We live the gangsta (And live the gangsta's life)
Livin the life (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 - ain't right
I grew up since eighteen and up
With somethin to throw up, the hood we up
(Look at this Pound Gangsta)
Flashbacks, of we got bust at
Turn around bust then scat
on up to the top of the map
'cause gangstas'll be here 'til the come back
This is our world - land of the macks
Patrolled by the blue and red
Out here we ain't ice
bangin, dicin, the gangsta life (homie)

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