Luyện nghe bài hát The Life

It's a new day in the rap
sells records but Shyne Po

My had it's ups and downs, but I don't regret nothin'
I had the whole high, nigga, I ain't frontin'
At Fifteen I my first bag of dope
Used to stick Dominicans, burner 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 a clique

To hold 'em down, shoot niggas in the
Throw 'em out windows if were late with the bread
Basically I'm enforcin' around heavy
When nobody's I'd be dippin' in the portion
They wasn't it, so I got my hustle on the side, flippin' it
Sellin' like 500 bottles and Nicks, minor
But I always I'd turn a big apple into cider

Niggas, niggas, ain't built like me
up, niggas, since 15
I servin' fiends and loadin' magazines
Takin' shots, blocks
ain't no fuckin' rap

Everything was everything 'til my man got
He had a shoot-out the cops in front of the precinct
Other than that, I from enforcer to movin' product
white 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 a day, makin' mothafuckas sick
My cousin Ron a from the Brook was torchin'
Any niggas or talkin' 'bout extortion
Shit was goin' right and one better

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

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

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

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

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

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

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