Luyện nghe bài hát Street Life

Up early in the morning lacin up my british
Throwin up my deuce sign, fuckin with the street
Never knew no better cause my never taught me
Going out to get the shit that mommy never me
Only ten old and I can't stay away from trouble
But you give a fuck cause you ain't never had to struggle
And tellin me it's get greater later
I need to get my shit right now, it ain't shit in my refrigerator
And I done struggled for my life
my moma layed up with a different nigga everynight
And you see me you can spot a crook
Cause I'm going her motherfuckin pocket book
I'm going out to get my
Cause she don't give a fuck about me
And my daddy's two terms
And all she ever does is sit around and get
My never hugs me
I'm deuce my family, cause these niggas say they love me
I'm steady dustin off
And ready for the battle if the shit would jump off
So my ass to hell
Its eithr being covered up with some dirt, or in a cell
Anyway that's what it like
If I don't hurry up and get my ass up out the street

(spoken)

You know the is all I know
is my way of survival
You know been dealt some bad cards
But I gots to play
What else am I to do, for a job?
But them my family will starve and be broke
So I to the streets
As a source of
I'm stuck

I out on my own block
And everyone's throwin up the to little j-rock
And all my little that I hang with
Are either jackin, or mixed up this gang shit
See it through
Never leavin the gang cause it's the street life
My got a proposition
Pulled the nigga off change and said he'd help in my position
So now I'm rollin the ogs
in work for the jack, for some overseas
And in a year or two
I'll be able to roll in a like the gangsta's do
Makin hoes dick
that poor, broke ? ? ?
Ain't hittin ? ? ?
I lock my crew down
And sew whole motherfucker up like the jews town
Develop us a strong
Break my pops off some dope he rot
would like that shit
Seeing his nigga on his own two
Doing shit I my pops used to do
A real nigga to this thang
And had it going on before his time
I gots to get my right
Until my gets right
I'm with the street life

You know upsets me
Is when whitey sits back in they homes and bmws
And tell me the ain't the place to be
See it from my
Poverty strickin, on welfare
And the government cuttin shorter every week
I'm shortin on cause I'm black
The corner doesn't promise me a good
But at least it shows me

after shit got right
I'm wanting out of the gang cause I'm searchin for a new
But I what was said
You in alive the only way you leave out is dead
So I'm kinda fucked on ends
I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no frinds
if they were my friends they'd let me break
Outie thousand fuck this shit, I'm packin my 38
But first I gotta stay
Until it's time for me to it out and just lay it down
And a motherfuckin shame
Tonight I gotta spill another ride my little gang
So slowly I up to it
With no hesitation I the window and jumped into it
Unhooked his and was headed off
I opened up the door that's set it off
A nigga out with a glock jack
And put a slug in my motherfuckin
And my so called
Want me out of the gang they don't know if I'll walk again
Now tell me that deuce life
Fucked up myself for cause I was wrapped up in the