Luyện nghe bài hát That's Life

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

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

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

If I don't make it in rap shit, I'ma sell coke
Cause I'm nice with the rap but I'm equally at both
I could've been a school teacher or something
I'm fronting, I probably could've *** or something.

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

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

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

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

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

There's no justice dawg, it's 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 with the dice in the heat of the
Not knowing what I'm out for, fuck I'm for
My bullets blow you out your, and your back
Leave your on your lap, try hollering back.

life,