Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

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

shoot!
shoot!
you nigga!

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

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

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

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

A life for the
Dear Lord, youve so many of my people
But Im just why
You taken my life?
what 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 them
And I no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon

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

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

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

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

Walk through the of Hell, see my Impala parked in front
With the beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards
Shootin at pictures of Don Imus for practice

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

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

A life for the
Dear Lord, youve took so of my people
But Im just why
You havent my life?
what the hell am I doing right?
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