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 been this all night

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

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

So that gun, load that clip
Grab that torch, light that shit, grab that
Grab that brick, throw it. it's to riot
If you don't see 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, is pain and despair
We burn our own and we aware and don't care
Tell the guards to disappear
We got guns too and we ain't
So fuck the man, fuck the Bush and his legislation
Shit gotta change, we ain't waitin', fuck
Cause the government corrupt, I can it
Martin, Malcolm, P. Newton
And that's why the whole city out here
How can we stand and not do shit?
All smoke over the hood lookin' like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, they down
White people wishin' that was at home
frontin' like they business is black owned
Far from stupid, we comin' in the trippin'
Runnin' in swap meets for they Jordans and they
Crowbars, bats, anythin' that break
They fucked Rodney up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle rockets through the
Kids that was never endo
kickin' in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas robbin' stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
City burnin' but fucked up fun
National guards on the
They don't know the hood, foreigners
We was bustin' at the cops before Dorner
birds flyin' over the hood, they see us
Showin' the out, cleanin' the trucks out
Niggas down the streets pushin' big screens and baskets
straight into the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, niggas what they homies in
Runnin' around with Scarface guns like they was and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck gon' stop us?
When the last 50 years we accustomed to window
So we lighters to the tip of magazines
Dip 'em in gasoline and set motherfucker 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 told me sit in the van, nah fuck that
Foot Locker chained up, wire cut that
Niggas Crip walkin' where Reginald Denny's at
Police cars, drivin' by in slow mo
If you white don't stop at the light, 'cause that's a
Runnin' through the malls, give us 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
Fuck your suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Jimmy
Shit burnin', you gon' need than Visine
We makin' a movie better than anyone that seen
Should be on Showtime, HBO,
Get a match, we gon' sure that y'all remember that (fire)

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

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