Luyện nghe bài hát The Life

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

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

To hold 'em down, shoot in the head
Throw 'em out windows if they were late the bread
I'm enforcin' around heavy coke
When nobody's lookin' I'd be 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 ain't like me
up, niggas, since 15
I servin' fiends and loadin' magazines
Takin' shots, burnin'
ain't no fuckin' rap

Everything was 'til my man got pinched
He had a with the cops in front of the precinct
Other than that, I from enforcer to movin' product
Straight powder now, gettin' it
The hardest nigga in the
My first car was a 190 Benz with Louie Vaton

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

When I got my connect, hittin' me with pure Heroin
Moved to 116th, seein' real dinero then
Empire buildin', the shit was takin'
Had my bitches up like 10 Ki's a night
lactose, Bonita, and Quenii
I was the first Black nigga with mafia
Leased my to the Devil with the option to buy

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

At 21 I was a legend, had the transformed
Controllin' manufacturin' and distribution of
Throughout the tri-state, stakes
I Hundreds of Thou's out of paper bags
You name a car I ain't have, every minute new tags
series to the five-sixty drop, nigga
I was givin' blocks, nigga
Fast cars, money, slow deaths, this things of ours

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

It was alright I got caught, charged with an eight-forty-eight
Behind steel gates
Niggas shittin', actin' bizarre
Drivin' my cars, my broads, breakin' the laws
Same I took care of and got money wit'
Was on some funny shit, if I was I'd snitch

would you do if you got Millions with niggas
And they had no love for ya? pay for ya lawyer
I shit, why sit in a cell 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 ain't been it
rules to this shit and I couldn't break 'em
Death before dishonor 'til I meet Satan, I know he's

God forgive me, you've seen a nigga like me in your life
I'm these 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