Luyện nghe bài hát That's Life

Yo up Term?
(Chillin' man)
I hear you doing yo thing man, let me hold
(I aint got it like man)
But I just see you on BET, I just you on the radio
(I man, I know)
What do you you aint got it.

I just came back from but I'm still in the hood,
Feel like I never left my money is less
No in my crib, no money in the bank
No bullets in my gun and I'm on the run.

I'm fresh off the radio, they was my shit
And that's cool, but them niggas paying me shit
But worse, my little cousin looking at me like a star
I him I'm never one, he say you still are.

If I make it in this rap shit, I'ma sell coke
I'm nice with the rap but I'm equally nice at both
I probably could've been a teacher or something
I'm fronting, I probably could've *** or something.

I'm like they'll earn hard, I'll probably die of
through the city high in the grandma keys
I'm from the hill, but NYPD
For they did I'ma do, you can count on me.

Just say whatever I feel ODP
I aint a punk, you can catch me the OG's be
With the 40 in the crack with no TV
I put 40 on the game, NFC.

A blood, homie we can watch it on the widescreen
Front, I can get you a box out of pine tree
Ever since 19, I've been the best
Then I got a big ass to wrap my vest around.

I got investors now they want to me rich
Look they want me singing like John, want to make me switch
I got a crazy gift, the way I spit
And I aint switch up my style for me to make a hit.

nothing new in the game these nigga's make me sick
Same beat, same hook, ***
The judge says I'm a menace, what would he say to
Well I could a fuck, hope somebody takes his kids.

There's no dawg, it's just us
That's why I pack a on *** bus
And my mama told me son you better them sluts
Keep a Trojan on you don't knock one up.

I guess I roll the dice in the heat of the night
Not knowing what I'm out for, I'm about for
My bullets blow you out your, and your back
Leave heart on your lap, try hollering back.

life,