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 Desert Storm and we've been seeing this all night

a trap, it's 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 in the streets, now they eyes closed
How you call the angels it's kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his with his feet up
No way to dodge police
Sellin' crack cocaine, a teacher's salary
Mexicans hoppin' the in the thousands
Become cholos, one Pendletons, they stylin'
Crips on the corner in Dodger blue with gold chains
Bloods corn rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' down so them Chevys 'bout to out
Fiends scratchin' themselves, stumblin' out the house
Niggas bandanas, 'bout to put the drum on
Kids make it home 'fore street lights come 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 that
Grab that torch, light that shit, that stick
Grab that brick, throw it. it's time to
If you don't see black 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 and despair
We burn our own and we aware and don't care
the national guards to disappear
We got guns too and we ain't
So fuck the man, the President Bush and his legislation
Shit gotta change, we ain't waitin', patience
Cause the corrupt, I can prove it
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P.
And that's why the city out here lootin'
How can we stand here and not do
All this over the hood lookin' like low clouds
with 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 in the stores trippin'
Runnin' in swap meets for Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anythin' break glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now it's ass
So it's bottle rockets through the
Kids that was never endo
Fiends in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas liquor stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
City burnin' but fucked up fun
National guards on the
They don't the hood, they foreigners
We was bustin' at the before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds flyin' over the hood, see us
the fuck out, cleanin' the trucks out
Niggas mobbin' down the streets pushin' big and baskets
straight into the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, niggas lootin' what 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 we accustomed to window 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
When my told me sit in the van, nah fuck that
Foot Locker chained up, wire cutters cut
Niggas Crip walkin' where Denny's truck at
cars, drivin' by niggas in slow mo
If you don't stop at the light, 'cause that's a no-no
Runnin' through the malls, give us everything
The first time niggas have beef with the cholos
'92, fire lit the skyline, and why we
To capture that forbidden truth cause never ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits, your badge, and them high
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Iovines
Shit burnin', you need more than Visine
We makin' a movie better than anyone I've seen
be on Showtime, HBO, Cinemax
Get a match, we gon' make that y'all remember that (fire)

The world 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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