Luyện nghe bài hát My Life, My World

Okay, alright,
You got me up? Is the mic on?
Yeah, I pledge allegiance to the un-united of Los Angeles
this shit out, yeah, yeah, come on
You thought I was about to start there, right?
Y'all motherfuckers turn this shit up, it's X to the Z
Yeah, to my planet, yeah

Some things money just buy
From what I seen, now that's a lie
Been involved in some shit, ran from the government
Landed the mother ship, for the ride
My niggaz still bang the wrath of Cain
lane, smack ya bodyguard and take ya chain
And it's all in another work for me
I spit the truth, the gone set y'all free
So what's my Drugs
Anti-drugs is I can't get none, for fun

I drop flows, punk the rappers
Load clips for and clap with gun clappers
Listen, too many cooks in ya kitchen
Missin' the most important part of life you bitchin'
so much, you should tuck ya nuts
And dick between ya thighs and your eyes
And wax your legs and buy some bras and
And go in the nightclub for sisqo's songs
You a hook motherfucker with the look
Bring lead with ya so the beef can cook

Who's sticking to the script pistol grip?
Xzibit, tradition of
Hit 'em up, this G.S.B
Openbar all night for free
'cause we make history
Niggaz actually the audacity
We the shit the get and we set to win
Straight on a bitch y'all sensitive

My life, my world, X to the Z
The done took so much from me
Fuck, you heard, this is reality

I close my eyes and just to see
Another day I to breathe
My life, my world, this is

I had sleep for dinner, natural born sinner
Watched fiends suck through car antennas
Now that we winning, aim to get us
The game is vicious, constant hostile
For the times I dropped Jewels and nobody would
A new position, got a couple of to piss in
Got the aim of Oswald nigga, I ain't
If everybody eating' who the fuck gone the kitchen?
I got vision and a deep suspicion

About a lot of rappers and they street conditions
Everybody got bricks of yay, they do crimes that pay
And tell you that it the way
Well, only a few really came up this way
With gunplay day-to-day, quick to you away
Trying to sound like snoop, to ball like Dre
I just think you ain't got shit to say

Who's to the script like pistol grip?
Xzibit, tradition of
Hit 'em up, this G.S.B
Openbar all night drinks for
Victory 'cuz we history
actually have the audasity
We the from the get and we set to win
Straight hard on a bitch sensative

My life, my world, X to the Z
The streets took so much from me
Fuck, what you heard, this is

I my eyes and pray just to see
Another day I to breathe
My life, my world, is reality