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
They say, "You aint grindin you tired"
So Im grindin with my eyes
Looking to find a way 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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Take me away from the hood like a penitentiary
Take me away from the hood in the or a Bentley
me away like I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt

Suicide, I'm a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
From a block to where Biggie 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 people and The Game, he's the equal
Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella Sigel
Like I needed my father, but he a needle
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I some meditation, so I can leave my people
askin' Why? Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
And why every hood feed off evil?
Answer my question this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

And Im until Im tired
They say, "You aint grindin you tired"
So Im grindin with my 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 taken my life?
Like what the am I doing right?
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We are not the same, I am a
So my Phantom doors with caution
You see them 24's spinnin'? I them
And I ain't no preacher, but 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 my face down
Then I see my sons and put on Kanye smile
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Damn, I know his proud
And you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now
And like MJB, "No Drama" now
Livin the good life, me and Common on common

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

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

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

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

My mind up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers of Suge
(Compton)
Made my grandmother for good
And never made her happy, but I bet 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 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 that
if they brought the nigga 'Pac back
I'd still keep this motherfucker back

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

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