Luyện nghe bài hát My Life, My World

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

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

I drop flows, punk the punk
Load clips for nines and with gun clappers
Listen, too motherfucking cooks in ya kitchen
Missin' the important part of life 'cuz you bitchin'
so much, you should tuck ya nuts
And between ya thighs and color your eyes
And wax your legs and buy bras and thongs
And go in the nightclub for sisqo's songs
You a hook with the Jordache look
lead with ya heat so the beef can cook

Who's sticking to the script like grip?
Xzibit, of X-cellence
Hit 'em up, this G.S.B
Openbar all drinks for free
Victory 'cause we history
Niggaz actually have the
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 streets done so much from me
Fuck, what you heard, is reality

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

I done had sleep for dinner, natural sinner
Watched fiends crack through car antennas
Now we winning, motherfuckers aim to get us
The is vicious, constant hostile conditions
For the times I dropped Jewels and would listen
A new position, got a couple of pots to in
Got the aim of nigga, I ain't missin'
If everybody eating' who the fuck gone the kitchen?
I got and a real deep suspicion

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

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

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

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