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 mommy never me
Going out to get the that mommy never bought me
ten years old and I can't stay away from trouble
But you don't give a fuck cause you ain't had to struggle
And tellin me it's get greater later
I need to get my right now, cause it ain't shit in my refrigerator
And I done struggled for my life
Seeing my moma layed up with a different nigga
And you see me you can spot a crook
Cause I'm going through her motherfuckin pocket
I'm out to get my papes
Cause she don't give a fuck about me
And my doing two terms
And all she ever is sit around and get served
My mommy hugs me
I'm callin deuce my family, cause these say they love me
I'm dustin chumps off
And ready for the battle if the would ever jump off
So send my ass to
Its eithr being covered up with dirt, or boxed in a cell
that's what it looks like
If I don't hurry up and get my ass up out the street

(spoken)

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

I step out on my own
And everyone's throwin up the deuce to little
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 some change and said help in my position
So now I'm rollin the ogs
Puttin in work for the jack, for some
And maybe in a or two
I'll be able to in a benz like the gangsta's do
Makin ride dick
Cause that poor, ? ? ?
Ain't ? ? ? shit
I gotta lock my down
And sew this motherfucker up like the jews town
us a strong click
Break my off some dope while he rot
Pops like that shit
Seeing his nigga on his own two
Doing shit I heard my pops to do
A real to this crime thang
And had it going on before his came
I to get my shit right
Until my gets right
I'm with the street life

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

Finally 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 on both ends
I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no frinds
Cause if 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 punch it out and lay it down
And that's a shame
Tonight I gotta spill ride with my little gang
So slowly I up to it
With no hesitation I broke the window and jumped it
his shit and was headed off
I opened up the door that's set it off
A nigga came out with a jack
And put a in my motherfuckin back
And my so called
me out of the gang cause they don't know if I'll walk again
Now me what's that deuce life
up myself for good cause I was wrapped up in the