Luyện nghe bài hát The Change

My life is a movie
Aiyyo, da bad guy lose, guy win
Weak pretend to be live when he not really
I smoke a foul phillie, write rhymes try to stay

I got two seeds, had 'em both in the same
Ya plan it like but things occur
Baby mom's me
I ain't hatin' her, yo, you what?

Most of the that's way the go
One minute you high, the you low
Not a love, they just love the doe
Sometimes, I think if a wasn't Nore

What could I have bumped that bitch I did
And I get ass as a regular kid, only twenty years
understand this shit
Nigga fake me, jealous of my

I, manage to flip, casually rip, for my niggas
that cat's some snitch, I did a bid
Came home survival thug don't thru
So I show love, that' how they view me

me, tryin' to screw me
And bitches only catch me in jacuzzi's
At some other shows, politickin' with my other
back, what? Callin' up some other hoe

In a minute, I claim no set
Yo, you can't find me, gotta hit me on the
W-W-dot-N.O.R.E., if not me
I used to dream of, gettin' out of this shit
Now it seems, I'm trapped inside of thug

In a minute, I won't no set
Yo, you can't find me, gotta hit me on the
W-W-dot-N.O.R.E., if not me
I used to dream of, gettin' out of rough shit
Now it seems, I'm trapped of thug shit

For my thug niggas just they life
Drivin' expansive cars, always got one
Where they could hide the work at, how to eat to work that
Most of hoes know y'all not worth that

And ya me, type a nigga play no D
I'm feelin' like my man
Green chronic me feel good
Total the hood

Remember when niggas just stood they should
Now these niggas actin' outta place, talkin' out they face
Screamin' how the when they the snakes
Yo, this bullshit, overdose shit, nap shit

48 hours left to clap shit, crack shit, like Bogota
While ya still really think y'all real
Just because ya bust a gat mean you keepin' it real
Yo, I'm ill wit' the heat and I'm ill the pill

On the or on the mic, dick what you like?
While y'all niggas, hatin' me just on spite
I'm like Digital Underground, do what you
My glow like laser's, Fantasia's

At show what, got y'all hoe's pushin' up Daisy's
N.O.R.E. the way I this shit
Yeah, like said
young bitches n' shit

In a minute, I won't no set
Yo, you can't find me, hit me on the Internet
W-W-dot-N.O.R.E., if not me
I used to dream of, gettin' out of this shit
Now it seems, I'm trapped of thug shit

In a minute, I won't no set
Yo, you can't find me, gotta hit me on the
W-W-dot-N.O.R.E., if not me
I to dream of, gettin' out of this rough shit
Now it seems, I'm trapped of thug shit