Luyện nghe bài hát Savage Lifestyle [Explicit]

Bob, you can pan over a little bit. 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 been seeing this all night

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

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

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

The whole world watchin', Los 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 where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, by niggas in slow mo
If you white don't stop at the light, that's a no-no
through the malls, give us everything polo
The first niggas ain't have beef with the cholos
'92, lit the skyline, and why we loot?
To capture that forbidden truth Adam never ate the fruit
your blue suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Jimmy
burnin', you gon' need more than Visine
We a movie better than anyone that I've seen
be on Showtime, HBO, Cinemax
Get a match, we gon' make that y'all remember that (fire)

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

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