Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

Yeah, I mean, M.A.D.E, no mob
Money, Attitude, Direction, and
real shit
Think about my hood one time, my hood, trippin'
Thinkin' changed, crossed niggaz
we go wrong

I'm from that two-bedroom apartment,
5-3-4, that middle building, yeah, say it started me
I'm new to it but me young
it all happen, ain't understand what was done
But, all I wanted was the fly kicks, fly
Little nigga but still kept a fly
And back it was love in the hood
up with ya dog and fuck it, it's all good

Now, I'm in the crib up to go to war with 'em
Same little I used to steal from the store with 'em
I go and get 'em from
Used to take the same bus, same train back then we was
I broke at lunch with 'em
And if left me with two singles, then you know
I'm splittin' one with 'em, we cut in the building I lived in
One floor higher, smokin' and gettin'

Damn, think of age, now we locked up
It was like yesterday we was practicin'
from flippin' on mats now he flippin' in the box
Locked hours up a day, he in the max
Ain't no lookin' because this life goes on
We was kids didn't care about the rights and
But, judged us the ghetto loved us
Streets, the only thing that ever something from us

I lost a couple
But I promised and prayed that if I make it, see 'em again
I admit, I was wild as a
And my mom's aint like none of my friends who use to me Ismhael
My brother on punishment, mama found out he hustle and
Found couple jacks, her plan she of flushin' it
Me, I'm in the streets I swore, change
My caught a 'cause, I came up to do the same

It's all my days
This is all about my
This is all my pain
is all about my life

This is all my days
This is all about my
is all about my pain
This is all about my

I got my work, about the age of fourteen
My brother fighting a case his was fourteen
Me, hustlin', school not going
My clothes changin', the money started showin'
My right hand was owing hoe we know
She represent us through the ghetto hood we know, yeah
He put me on on that traffic, though the money was
I aint I learned how to handle that package

Then, a dropped, O locked for minute
The squad it never died, I was to represent it
a nigga out his crib his name I aint gon' mention it
Know this hit home, I this nigga listenin'
we was tighter than brothers where did the love go
I called your mother my dog, I let the love show
was supposed to be us
You was supposed to have the next dog
was supposed to be us

And, you know I taught you the streets, you to pitch in
I you that gear got you all the bitches
I never thought you cross me dog
If back me down in the corner, get 'em off me dog
Now I see exactly where we went
When I through the hood and I see him, I keep it goin'
Now the ghetto at me like I changed
But, I'm still that regular nigga I'm still the

It's all my days
This is all about my
is all about my pain
This is all my life

This is all my days
This is all my nights
This is all my pain
is all about my life