Luyện nghe bài hát Still Livin'

Uh,
What you know, (x14)
Yea,
I'm livin' like a dope dealer
And these streets ain't got no on a broke nigga
Gangsta Island, so all my gang bangers
Come get cook up,
I came up with the slangers
And I up
Next door to the man
red CL Coupe, clean as a coke can
DEA be surveillance they in the dope van
Nowadays they pay Payton, that's 34 bands
Yea, I'm still livin' a jack boy,
Got family wrapped up in tape, I'm bout the sack, boy
And I heard it ain't where you're from, it's where at boy
Make sure every that I'm at, next to the strap, boy
em,
Shit from these verses, put hoes in and these fuckers need some product to purchase
at their service
Used to sell my L on the Nextel, play for chirpers
And no doubt we don't check out CTE and they close the and I'm,

[Still, I'm still livin' like a dealer,
Finger on the trigger, I ain't shit from no nigga
Still, I'm still livin like a boy,
Wrappin' up the of drugs, traffic what you know, boy (and I'm)] (x2)

Still cashin' that check
and contraband on the deck,
Streets said I'm marked for death
I be the one to get smoked next
Might fuck around, just might beat it
That ass round and that wet
You a pussy boy, cold Tecs,
Got a hundred rounds, bitch hold
Bitch that, bitch hold up,
Bitch, what?, that a 4 bust
a 14 of that straight hard
Served e'ry that rolled up
That straight trap with no with me
OT but they pack me
on dope, bitch, I know real niggas on Jackson Street
25th, 49th, kush, overnight,
Come back to my store dawg, but sure you got your order right
And my shop might close up so make sure you put your in
Just another day, dollar, ducking court again
Wrappin up the of drugs, traffic what you know
Winter spring fall, nigga shovel snow
And if I I'd dig a tunnel straight to Mexico,
Pass me my strap I think the police at my because I'm

x2]

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