Luyện nghe bài hát The Life

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

My life had ups and downs, but I don't regret nothin'
I had the whole tri-state high, nigga, I frontin'
At Fifteen I sold my first bag of
Used to Dominicans, burner under the coat
like 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 some niggas that wanted a clique

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

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

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

out the bar at the rooftop
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 Brook was
Any niggas or talkin' 'bout extortion
was goin' right and only one better

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

Yo, bangin' for
Niggas is rap, I'm thinkin' laundromat
We washin' this
You think this shit is about
find yourself under the fuckin' ground you know?
We get low the Feds is in town, this is justice
We playin' the pop charts and still lettin' them pop off

At 21 I was a legend, had the transformed
Controllin' manufacturin' and of Heron
Throughout the tri-state, high
I Hundreds of Thou's out of paper bags
You couldn't name a car I have, every minute new tags
Seven 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 bitches or touch each others riches
On top or broke, never this oath
Every nigga in the counsel was a
We used to put coke on our dick and make bitches it off

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

What you do if you got Millions with niggas
And they had no love for ya? pay for ya lawyer
I figured shit, why sit in a cell to
be out in Ten, start over again
Throw those 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 before dishonor I meet Satan, I know he's waitin'

God forgive me, you've seen a nigga like me in your life
I'm what these lil' niggas rap
That's me they talkin' 'bout in they
I did time, I flipped that dime
Shoot-outs, jet planes, cocaine and
The life, it