Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga 4 Life

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

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

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

[tray
As a child I was as fuck, and down to dump
And a sawed off brown to pump
And my never takin time to thank
Role models, holdin bottles, as we and drink
Livin and plottin how to come up off the bottom
Black stockings in our and I pocket profits
Fuck a school, I a tool and start steppin
First lesson, ain't no question, you gotta have
Sheets on the streets niggas defeats
And most beef don't cease 'til the release
Livin hard, scars, gettin noise from hustlin
Slangin run a game in musslin
Trustin nothin, sayin fuck it is the
Everywhere we go we off the and the potion
>from the ocean to the city to the to the bay
on the mission for the cabbage every day
Cutthroats, gunsmoke, and hoes
What controls niggas on the streets I roll
Bold think the gangs where I bang is at
Saints, cowboys, steelers and hats
Though I we all the same no matter what we claim
If you a you a nigga and that ain't gon change
We martin luther king but respected malcolm
'cause he didn't give a fuck about the

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