Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

Punk ass mothafucka, get ass up
chu was goin do, kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie! Shut the fuck up! Fucking barking and shit

shoot!
shoot!
you nigga!

And Im grindin Im tired
say, "You aint grindin until you tired"
So Im grindin my eyes wide
Looking to find a way the day

A life for the
Lord, youve took so many of my people
But Im just why
You havent my life?
Like what the am I doing right?
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Take me away from the hood like a state
Take me away from the hood in the or a Bentley
Take me away I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet Kurt Cobain

Suicide, I'm from a Windy City, "Do or Die"
a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Jesus shot for no fuckin' reason
And you wonder why Kanye Jesus pieces?
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'Cause that's Jesus and The Game, he's the equal
Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella Sigel
I needed my father, but he needed a needle
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I need some meditation, so I can leave my
askin' Why? Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
And why every hood feed off evil?
Answer my question before this leave this Desert Eagle

And Im until Im tired
They say, "You grindin until you tired"
So Im with my eyes wide
to find a way through the day

A for the night
Dear Lord, youve so many of my people
But Im wonderin why
You havent my life?
Like the hell am I doing right?
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We are not the same, I am a
So approach my Phantom doors caution
You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned
And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Sermon

So eat this music, and tell me how it taste, now
And fuck Jesse cause it ain't about race, now
I think about my life with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on Kanye smile
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Damn, I know his proud
And since you helped me sell my dream, we can my momma now
And like MJB, "No Drama" now
Livin the good life, me and Common on common

I spit crack and niggas drive it outta town
Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta
My life used to be like a glock without a round
Now my life full, like a chopper a thousand rounds

And Im grindin until Im
They say, "You grindin until you tired"
So Im with my eyes wide
Looking to find a way the day

A for the night
Lord, youve took so many of my people
But Im wonderin why
You taken my life?
Like what the hell am I doing
My

Walk the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front
With the high beams on, me and the Devil share blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing
at pictures of Don Imus for target practice

My mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider
I'm from the city that made you afraid of Suge
(Compton)
Made my grandmother pray for
And never her happy, but I bet that new Mercedes could
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Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the
They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the
But it's real niggas me, that make the hood
Ridin' slow in that just the way I should
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the top back, in my Sox hat
I'm paid in full, the Alpo couldn't stop that
Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac
I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked

And Im grindin Im tired
They say, "You aint until you tired"
So Im with my eyes wide
to find a way through the day

A for the night
Dear Lord, took so many of my people
But Im just why
You havent taken my
Like what the hell am I right?
My
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