Luyện nghe bài hát The Life I Live

Kurupt](Krook)
Yeah, My
Kurupt Young Gotti, Why mad
(The I live) (Yeah..)
Yeah, Lifes a homie

[Hook-
Back in the
up in the hood
Run-ning silly streets
up to no good
up all night...
And all day
The strangle and find a way to get
The I live...

1- Kurupt]
Yeah money and cars, Life of a gangsta in world of
Family and friends the way lifes starts and the it ends
8 with inspiration-16 seperated-17 I graduated
21 I finally it-hope flows-life driffs-money wastes-blood drips
Learn a little bit, earn a little
A close mouth don't defend dip doors
This is my insurence just to
Its to exist, in this existence
Pistol blazing fifths in existence
I tra-vel a million just so-I can see
A million in one miles, a million in one
Casin',
and-carry the case like grates in waist sell fates in my states
game, help you survive except with the imperial aim
To shoot through clouds, be a quite
You just to loud, you a silencer
You bust to

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2- Kurupt]
Yeah and cars, Life of a gangsta in world of stars
Yeah I remember-Family and friends the way starts and the ways it ends
Broken up-dropped off-knocked off-grow up-blew up
What now-shut down-shackled, chains singled out
Wit-Not heart, to stand up for
I ain't got a pointed whatcha hand up for
Gave up lost cars as something we for lost following crowds
Look at a nigga now, it doesn't matter whos or right I guess
Long as you fight for with all might I guess
whole confutation, to much stress
Wars for the wrong how our mamas looking at me
How the hoods at me badder-or-good looking at me
up the shy day play by me
I'm something ya'll you wanna grow up to be
Dogg Pound Gangstaz,
Sincerely to you by me
Young

[Hook-

[Verse 3-
money and cars, Life of a gangsta in world of stars
Without-my family and friends the way lifes and how they end
What a day, why trip, been living to much of my life on the hit
Hop, the 6-4 round the
When all the homies use to bang playin it
Get ya game together, and earn
More abaration and less concern
A sayer, is million in a year
I'll be til' theres no feeling in your ear
calculated,
Just a sneak peek for the homies push mad dogs threads in
I don't why they playing fo',
I got feeling what we-be spaying fo'
Theres a time for everythang, me homie
Don't try to over me or under cut me homie
it on the run and you'll reach the two
And to all the real homies this for you

[Hook-

Verse- Kurupt](Krook)
Yeah and cars, Life of a gangsta in world of stars
Yeah with-my family and friends its the way lifes and the ways they end
(The I live..)
Yeah, My (The life I live)
Kurupt Young (Yeah...)
(The I live..)
(The I live)
(The I live..)
(The I live)