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 sharp 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 seeing this all night

It's a trap, a trap
Why they ain't tell us red and blue don't when you black?
of fact we in blindfolds, bunch of lost souls
Kids shot dead in the streets, now they closed
How you call the when it's kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his office his feet up
No way to police brutality
Sellin' cocaine, makin' a teacher's salary
Mexicans hoppin' the borders in the
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, stylin'
Crips on the corner in Dodger blue they gold chains
Bloods corn rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' down so them Chevys to roll out
Fiends scratchin' themselves, stumblin' out the house
Niggas tyin' bandanas, 'bout to put the on
Kids make it home 'fore street lights come on

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

So grab that gun, that clip
that torch, light that shit, grab that stick
Grab that brick, it. it's time to riot
If you see black owned in the window, it's on fire
here, end up over there
The smell of gun in the air
And just so we clear, this is pain and
We burn our own and we aware and don't 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 ain't waitin', patience
the government corrupt, I can prove it
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P.
And that's why the whole city out lootin'
How can we stand and not do shit?
All smoke over the hood lookin' like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, broke down
White people wishin' that was at home
Asians frontin' they business is black owned
Far from stupid, we comin' in the stores
Runnin' in meets for they Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anythin' that break
They fucked King up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle rockets through the
Kids that was smokin' endo
Fiends kickin' in doors, Nintendos
Niggas robbin' stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
City burnin' but it's up fun
National on the corner
They don't know the hood, they
We was bustin' at the cops before Dorner
birds flyin' over the hood, they see us
Showin' the fuck out, the trucks out
Niggas mobbin' the streets pushin' big screens and baskets
Starin' into the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, niggas what they homies in
Runnin' around with Scarface guns they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck gon' stop us?
When the last 50 years we accustomed to shoppin'
So we takin' lighters to the tip of
Dip 'em in gasoline and set this on (fire)

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

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

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

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