Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga 4 Life

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We to these wordly ways, it's unchanging
The money makes, murder the kids, and
The market crashed, they watchin my black ass
You pop em for fast cash so we dies over
Get hold the knowledge, we rides know the choices
The key to the future, the devil he wanna ya
Fuck em they call us niggs I'm tryin to a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can buy if your in discretion
We'll you and car jacks and leave you wit a concussion
We the gang, we and blast and maintain
Still the same, just fuckin wit a new thang
Bang, bang, take that, 'fore we skirt out
Aint say shit already put the word out
Ya heard how the thang goes down us
We playas, so can't clown around us
On point, big fat blunts and
And get drunk, this cold world, they ain't givin a
About you let alone you livin it up
is stuck, I'm tryin to keep my head above water
Not stressed dyin for a quarter in a shorter
My get the heart of my rhymes, get a nigga get better with time
And wonderin how I'm goin by, can't help it in the of the
hood, it's all good

Chorus: dogg
You's a nigga when you born, a nigga when you
Nigga quit you's a nigga for life
You's a nigga you ridin, a nigga when you sidin
Nigga quit tryin you's a nigga for
You can paint your face and change your and buy new clothes
But you what...
You change who the fuck you are
You's a motherfucking nigga for

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It's all up, in the lbc
breakin bread when they see the lil ass gee
I keeps my on the trigga 'cause I'm down for this bangin shit
Quick to do it for the bitch I smash for my dogs
So get close to my nine
'cause if you do you in store to see your do the crime
Sirens goin off, niggas bowin
Now you know about to rip gut fools ready to
Nigga you bitches, and you hoes and you sluts
You don't know what the fuck's up
On the eastside we ride, 24 / 9
Tryin to keep my hands on nigga at all times
for war now that my pockets got bigger
You other fools die when I for my niggas
Cuss, bust, and fuss and kick up
What you laughin at nigga don't get bitch ass rushed

[tray
As a child I was wild as fuck, and down to
And kept a sawed off to pump
And my reputation never time to thank
Role models, holdin bottles, as we ride and
right and plottin how to come up off the bottom
Black stockings in our pockets and I pocket
Fuck a school, I tuck a tool and steppin
First lesson, ain't no question, you have protection
Sheets on the streets showin niggas
And most beef don't 'til the trigga release
Livin hard, givin scars, gettin noise hustlin
Slangin gangbangin run a game in
Trustin nothin, sayin fuck it is the
we go we off the chronic and the potion
>from the ocean to the to the valley to the bay
on the mission for the cabbage every day
Cutthroats, gunsmoke, dope and
What controls souls on the streets I roll
letters think the gangs where I bang is at
Saints, cowboys, and raider hats
Though I know we all the no matter what we claim
If you a nigga you a nigga and ain't gon change
We love martin luther but respected malcolm
'cause he didn't give a fuck about the

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