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 rifle. It appears to be a scene you might see in Operation 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 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 when kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his with his feet up
No way to dodge police
Sellin' crack cocaine, makin' a teacher's
Mexicans the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, they
Crips on the corner in Dodger blue with gold chains
Bloods corn rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' down so Chevys 'bout to roll out
Fiends scratchin' themselves, stumblin' out the dope
Niggas bandanas, 'bout to put the drum on
Kids tryna make it home street lights come on

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

So grab gun, load that clip
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
Start here, end up there
The smell of gun in the air
And just so we clear, this is 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 and his legislation
gotta change, we ain't waitin', fuck patience
Cause the corrupt, I can prove it
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P.
And why the whole city out here lootin'
How can we here and not do shit?
All this smoke over the hood like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, broke down
people wishin' that they was at home
Asians frontin' like business is black owned
Far from stupid, we comin' in the stores
Runnin' in swap meets for Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, that break glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now they ass
So it's rockets through the window
Kids that was never smokin'
Fiends kickin' in doors, Nintendos
Niggas robbin' liquor stores with up "Duck Hunt" guns
City burnin' but fucked up fun
National on the corner
They don't know the hood, they
We was bustin' at the before Chris Dorner
Ghetto flyin' over the hood, they see us
Showin' the fuck out, cleanin' the out
Niggas mobbin' down the streets big screens and baskets
Starin' straight the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, niggas lootin' what they in
Runnin' around Scarface guns like they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck they 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 whole world watchin', Los is on (fire)
Yeah, (fire)
1992, was you for the (fire?)

Standin' on the corner with a in my hand
my mother told me sit in the van, nah fuck that
Foot chained up, wire cutters cut that
Niggas Crip walkin' 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
Runnin' through the malls, give us everything
The first time niggas ain't have with the cholos
'92, lit the skyline, and why we loot?
To capture that forbidden truth Adam never ate the fruit
your blue suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Jimmy
Shit burnin', you gon' more than Visine
We makin' a better than anyone that I've seen
be on Showtime, HBO, Cinemax
Get a match, we gon' make sure that y'all that (fire)

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

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