Luyện nghe bài hát The Life

It's a new day in the rap
Nobody sells but Shyne Po

My had it's ups and downs, but I don't regret nothin'
I had the whole tri-state high, nigga, I ain't
At Fifteen I sold my first bag of
Used to Dominicans, burner under the coat
Gettin' 15 grams, a half a Ki
At man, a nigga just glad to be
Gettin' some shorts, me and my man from a and fifth
He knew Dominican niggas that wanted a clique

To hold 'em down, niggas in the head
Throw 'em out windows if were late with the bread
Basically I'm around heavy coke
When nobody's I'd be dippin' in the portion
They missin' it, so I got my hustle on the side, flippin' it
like 500 bottles and Nicks, started minor
But I always knew I'd turn a big apple cider

Niggas, niggas, just built like me
up, niggas, since 15
I been servin' fiends and loadin'
Takin' shots, burnin'
This no fuckin' rap

Everything was everything my man got pinched
He had a shoot-out with the cops in of the precinct
Other that, I went from enforcer to movin' product
white powder now, gettin' it
The hardest nigga in the
My car was a 190 Benz with Louie Vaton seats

Buyin' out the bar at the
I had a few spots, one the jukebox
Where I was gettin' like 50 a
2 or 3 bricks a day, makin' mothafuckas
My cousin Ron a crook from the was torchin'
Any niggas whisperin' or talkin' 'bout
was goin' right and only one better

When I got my Italian connect, hittin' me with pure
Moved to 116th, started seein' dinero then
Empire buildin', the was takin' flight
Had my bitches cuttin' up like 10 a night
Mixin' lactose, Bonita, and
I was the first Black nigga mafia ties
Leased my soul to the with the option to buy

Yo, bangin' for
Niggas is rap, I'm thinkin' laundromat
We this money
You think this shit is rhymes
You'll find yourself under the ground you know?
We get low when the is in town, this is justice
We the pop charts and still lettin' them things pop off

At 21 I was a legend, had the game
Controllin' and distribution of Heron
the tri-state, high stakes
I spent Hundreds of Thou's out of bags
You couldn't a car I ain't have, every minute new tags
Seven series to the five-sixty drop,
I was givin' away blocks,
cars, fast money, slow deaths, this things of ours

Had me doin' a miles an hour
the city evadin' the Feds
Started this shit called the counsel and we all made a
Not to fuck each others bitches or touch each others
On top or broke, never this oath
Every in the counsel was a boss
We used to put coke on our dick and bitches suck it off

It was alright 'til I got caught, charged an eight-forty-eight
Behind Marion gates
Niggas started shittin', bizarre
Drivin' my cars, fuckin' my broads, breakin' the
niggas I took care of and got money wit'
Was on some shit, if I was different I'd snitch

What would you do if you got with niggas
And had no love for ya? Couldn't pay for ya lawyer
I figured shit, why sit in a to rot?
I'll be out in Ten, over again
those boys in the pot, but I couldn't do it
You couldn't understand it of you been through it
There's rules to this shit and I couldn't 'em
Death before dishonor I meet Satan, I know he's waitin'

God forgive me, you've never seen a nigga like me in your
I'm what lil' niggas rap about
That's me they talkin' 'bout in rhymes
I did that time, I that dime
Shoot-outs, jet planes, cocaine and
The life, it