Luyện nghe bài hát Street Life

Up early in the morning lacin up my knights
up my deuce sign, fuckin with the street life
Never no better cause my mommy never taught me
Going out to get the shit mommy never bought me
Only ten years old and I can't stay away trouble
But you don't give a fuck cause you never had to struggle
And everybody's me it's get greater later
I need to get my shit right now, cause it ain't in my refrigerator
And I done for my whole life
Seeing my moma layed up with a different nigga
And when you see me you can a crook
Cause I'm going through her pocket book
I'm out to get my papes
Cause she don't give a fuck me anyway
And my daddy's two terms
And all she ever does is sit around and get
My mommy hugs me
I'm callin deuce my family, these niggas say they love me
I'm steady chumps off
And ready for the battle if the shit would ever off
So send my ass to
Its eithr being covered up with some dirt, or in a cell
Anyway what it looks 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 them
What else am I to do, look for a
But until them my family starve and be broke
So I resort to the
As a source of
I'm stuck

I out on my own block
And throwin up the deuce to little j-rock
And all my little that I hang with
Are either jackin, or mixed up with gang shit
See it reality
Never the gang cause it's the street life mentality
My got a proposition
the nigga off some change and said he'd help in my position
So now I'm with the ogs
in work for the jack, for some overseas
And maybe in a or two
I'll be able to in a benz like the gangsta's do
hoes ride dick
Cause poor, broke ? ? ?
hittin ? ? ? shit
I gotta my crew down
And sew this whole up like the jews town
Develop us a click
Break my pops off some dope he rot
Pops would like that
Seeing his nigga on his own two
shit I heard my pops used to do
A nigga to this crime thang
And had it going on his time came
I to get my shit right
my shit gets right
I'm rollin the street life

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

after shit got right
I'm out of the gang cause I'm searchin for a new life
But I remember what was
You come in alive the way you leave out is dead
So I'm kinda fucked on ends
I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin
Cause if they my friends they'd let me break
Outie five thousand fuck this shit, I'm my 38
But first I stay down
Until it's time for me to punch it out and just lay it
And that's a motherfuckin
Tonight I gotta spill another with 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 up the door that's what set it off
A nigga came out a glock jack
And put a slug in my motherfuckin
And my so friends
Want me out of the gang cause they don't if I'll walk again
Now tell me what's deuce life
Fucked up myself for good cause I was up in the