Luyện nghe bài hát Savage Lifestyle [Explicit]

Bob, you can pan over a little bit. Look at this right here, this is a suburban type Jeep with a shooter peering outside of the sunroof with an automatic rifle. It appears to be a scene you might see in Operation Desert Storm and we've been seeing this all night

It's a trap, a trap
Why they tell us red and blue don't matter when you black?
Matter of fact we in blindfolds, of lost souls
Kids shot dead in the streets, now they eyes
How you call the angels when it's getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his with his feet up
No way to dodge police
Sellin' crack cocaine, a teacher's salary
hoppin' the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, stylin'
Crips on the corner in blue with they gold chains
Bloods sportin' corn and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' so them Chevys 'bout to roll out
Fiends scratchin' themselves, out the dope house
Niggas tyin' bandanas, 'bout to put the on
Kids tryna it home 'fore street lights come on

The way we live is
The way we live is
The way we live is
The way we live is

So grab that gun, load that
Grab that torch, light shit, grab that stick
Grab that brick, it. it's time to riot
If you don't see black in the window, it's on fire
Start here, end up over
The of gun powder in the air
And so we clear, this is pain and despair
We burn our own shit and we aware and care
the national guards to disappear
We got guns too and we scared
So fuck the man, fuck the President and his legislation
Shit gotta change, we waitin', fuck patience
Cause the corrupt, I can prove it
Martin, Malcolm, P. Newton
And that's why the whole out here lootin'
How can we here and not do shit?
All this smoke over the hood like low clouds
Cars no miles on fire, they broke down
White people wishin' that was at home
Asians frontin' like they is black owned
Far from stupid, we comin' in the stores
Runnin' in swap meets for Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anythin' that break
They fucked Rodney King up and now it's ass
So it's rockets through the window
Kids that was never smokin'
kickin' in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas robbin' stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
burnin' but it's fucked up fun
National on the corner
They know the hood, they foreigners
We was bustin' at the before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds flyin' over the hood, see us
Showin' the fuck out, cleanin' the out
Niggas mobbin' down the streets big screens and baskets
Starin' straight into the cameras, no ski
Just pandemonium, lootin' what they homies in
Runnin' around with Scarface guns like was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck they gon' us?
When the last 50 years we to window shoppin'
So we takin' to the tip of magazines
Dip 'em in gasoline and set this on (fire)

The whole watchin', Los Angeles is on (fire)
Yeah, (fire)
1992, was you for the (fire?)

Standin' on the corner a brick in my hand
When my mother told me sit in the van, nah fuck
Foot Locker chained up, wire cut that
Niggas Crip where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, by niggas in slow mo
If you don't stop at the light, 'cause that's a no-no
Runnin' through the malls, us everything polo
The first time niggas have beef with the cholos
'92, lit the skyline, and why we loot?
To capture that forbidden truth cause never ate the fruit
your blue suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Iovines
burnin', you gon' need more than Visine
We makin' a movie better anyone that I've seen
be on Showtime, HBO, Cinemax
Get a match, we gon' make sure that y'all that (fire)

The whole world watchin', Los is on (fire)
Yeah, (fire)
1992, was you for the (fire?)

Make me wanna
The way they do my
Make me holla
The way they do my
This ain't living, this living
baby, this ain't living
No, no, no, no
Inflation, no
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