Luyện nghe bài hát Savage Lifestyle [Explicit]

Bob, you can pan over a little bit. Look at this right here, this is a suburban 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 tell us red and blue don't matter when you black?
Matter of we in blindfolds, bunch of lost souls
Kids shot dead in the streets, now they closed
How you call the angels it's kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his office with his up
No way to dodge police
crack cocaine, makin' 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
Bloods sportin' rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' down so them Chevys 'bout to 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 is savage
The way we live is

So grab that gun, load that
Grab that torch, light shit, grab that stick
Grab that brick, throw it. it's to riot
If you don't see black 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 to disappear
We got guns too and we scared
So fuck the man, fuck the President Bush and his
Shit gotta change, we ain't waitin', fuck
Cause the government corrupt, I can it
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P.
And that's why the whole out here lootin'
How can we stand here and not do
All this smoke over the hood lookin' low clouds
with no miles on fire, they broke down
White people wishin' that they was at
Asians frontin' like they business is black
Far from stupid, we in the stores trippin'
Runnin' in swap meets for they Jordans and Pippins
Crowbars, bats, that break glass
fucked Rodney King up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle through the window
Kids that was never smokin'
Fiends kickin' in doors, Nintendos
Niggas robbin' stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
City but it's fucked up fun
National on the corner
They don't know the hood, they
We was bustin' at the before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds 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' what homies in
around with Scarface guns like they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck gon' stop us?
When the last 50 years we accustomed to shoppin'
So we takin' lighters to the tip of
Dip 'em in gasoline and set motherfucker 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
When my mother me sit in the van, nah fuck that
Foot Locker chained up, cutters cut that
Niggas walkin' where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, drivin' by niggas in mo
If you white don't at the light, 'cause that's a no-no
Runnin' through the malls, give us polo
The first time ain't have beef with the cholos
'92, fire lit the skyline, and why we
To capture that truth cause Adam never ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits, your badge, and them high
We out here sellin' chronic, we have no Jimmy Iovines
Shit burnin', you need more than Visine
We makin' a movie better than anyone I've seen
Should be on Showtime, HBO,
Get a match, we gon' make sure that y'all remember (fire)

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

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