Luyện nghe bài hát Savage Lifestyle [Explicit]

Bob, you can pan over a little bit. Look at this 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, it's a
Why they ain't us red and blue don't matter when you black?
Matter of fact we in blindfolds, bunch of 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 office his feet up
No way to police brutality
Sellin' crack cocaine, a teacher's salary
Mexicans hoppin' the borders in the
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, they
Crips on the corner in Dodger blue with they gold
sportin' corn rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' down so Chevys 'bout to roll out
scratchin' themselves, stumblin' out the dope house
Niggas tyin' bandanas, 'bout to put the on
Kids tryna make it home street lights come on

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

So grab that gun, that clip
Grab that torch, light that shit, grab that
that brick, throw it. it's time to riot
If you see black owned in the window, it's on fire
here, end up over there
The of gun powder in the air
And just so we clear, is pain and despair
We burn our own shit and we and don't care
Tell the national guards to
We got guns too and we ain't
So fuck the man, the President Bush and his legislation
Shit gotta change, we waitin', fuck 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 and not do shit?
All this smoke over the lookin' like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, they broke
White people wishin' they was at home
Asians frontin' like they business is black
Far stupid, we comin' in the stores trippin'
Runnin' in swap for they Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anythin' that glass
They fucked Rodney up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle rockets through the
Kids that was never smokin'
Fiends in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas robbin' stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
City burnin' but it's up fun
guards on the corner
They don't know the hood, they
We was at the cops before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds flyin' over the hood, see us
Showin' the fuck out, cleanin' the out
Niggas mobbin' down the streets pushin' big and baskets
straight into the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, niggas lootin' what they in
Runnin' around with Scarface guns like they was Tony and
Who, what, where, when, how the they 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 this on (fire)

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

Standin' on the with a brick in my hand
my mother told me sit in the van, nah fuck that
Foot Locker up, wire cutters cut that
Crip walkin' where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, by niggas in slow mo
If you white don't stop at the light, 'cause that's a
through the malls, give us everything polo
The first time niggas ain't have with the cholos
'92, lit the skyline, and why we loot?
To capture that forbidden truth cause Adam ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits, your badge, and them beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we have no Jimmy Iovines
Shit burnin', you need more than Visine
We makin' a movie better than that I've seen
be on Showtime, HBO, Cinemax
Get a match, we make 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 wanna
The way do my life
Make me holla
The way do my life
This living, this ain't living
No-no baby, this ain't
No, no, no, no
Inflation, no
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