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 seeing all night

It's a trap, 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 dead in the streets, now they eyes closed
How you call the when it's kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his office with his up
No way to dodge brutality
Sellin' crack cocaine, makin' a teacher's
Mexicans the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, stylin'
Crips on the corner in blue with 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 tryna 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 is savage

So that gun, load that clip
that torch, light that shit, grab that stick
Grab brick, throw it. it's time to riot
If you don't see owned in the window, it's on fire
Start here, end up there
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
Tell the national guards to
We got guns too and we scared
So fuck the man, fuck the President and his legislation
Shit change, we ain't waitin', fuck patience
Cause the government corrupt, I can it
Martin, Malcolm, P. Newton
And that's why the whole out here lootin'
How can we stand here and not do
All this smoke over the hood lookin' like low
with no miles on fire, they broke down
White people that they was at home
frontin' like they business is black owned
Far from stupid, we comin' in the stores
Runnin' in swap meets for they Jordans and Pippins
Crowbars, bats, that break glass
They fucked Rodney up and now it's they ass
So bottle rockets through the window
Kids that was smokin' endo
Fiends in doors, stealin' Nintendos
robbin' liquor stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
City burnin' but it's up fun
National on the corner
don't know the hood, they foreigners
We was bustin' at the cops Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds over the hood, they see us
Showin' the fuck out, cleanin' the out
Niggas down the streets pushin' big screens and baskets
Starin' straight the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, lootin' what they homies in
around with Scarface guns like they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the they gon' stop us?
When the last 50 years we accustomed to shoppin'
So we lighters 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 with a brick in my hand
When my mother told me sit in the van, nah that
Foot Locker chained up, cutters cut that
Niggas Crip where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, drivin' by 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 the cholos
'92, lit the skyline, and why we loot?
To capture that forbidden cause Adam never ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits, your badge, and them beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Iovines
Shit burnin', you need more than Visine
We a movie better than anyone that I've seen
Should be on Showtime, HBO,
Get a match, we gon' make sure 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 they do my
Make me holla
The way they do my
This ain't living, ain't living
baby, this ain't living
No, no, no, no
Inflation, no
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