Luyện nghe bài hát This Life Forever

Ent.
Roc-a-Fella
In association with the
The Black
In
everything official

I throught the ghetto windows down halfway
Halfway out of my mind on 9, blasting Donny Hathaway
Me and my niggas spending the day
Plotting, how we gon get this math today out getting balst away
I wake up to the same problems after
Life is harsh, niggas gotta to spark
Right the start they place me in the ghetto tender age of nine
my tender mind had to to crime
Wouldnt wish this on nobody like the end of mine
since i was quite young a nigga been in divine
Had to scratch for every plaque, rap even all its cracked up to be
dont stack up to me
Had to in a world of trouble
trapped in, clostrophobic the only way out was
dont understand it, the demographics i tapped in
I'm the truest to do this nigga and anything else is foolish
those who stay high, under God's grey skies
My lyrics is Bible, made to save lives
In the midst of all your nigga, stay fly
Never let em see you frown, even smile when you
Shit, i floss on my off-days fuck they all say
Niggas cant stop me rumors, i'm too strong

Socks explode and sweatpants pockets is
Holding it down on the with my glock holding
My spot is golden, drop the price on the and
Drove the competition out and let the flow in
The cops is in, i can do the time
But whats really on my mine, is there's no in the pen
I play the low and try and it hard to find me
Feds still tryna a case since '93
I told them, i'm retired but they whatever
You know them pigs dont see you get your life together

I'm in this life forever
The more change the more they stay the same
Who am i to change the
You gotta quick like her-o-in and dope can
The blocks hotter than its ever

again
Hold the gun at eye level, i afraid of conflict
I let the rip, nigga say "hi" to the devil
I with the bezel, i'm in line with the ghetto
What yall nigga of my mind or the metal
Niggas subtract my life, my mathematics is precise
I carry the nine, so with me just aint the answer
I cant lose when i was young i was like
Poppa raised me to moves
And though gone i'm not bitter you left me prepared
We got divided by the years, but i got it here
Dont sweat that, bump from Marcy to Lefrak
To that in DC where my man caught his death at
Over my years i've seen Rooks get tooken by the
Lose they Crown by tryna a Queen
Checkmate, in 4 the Bobby Fischer of rap
??? in a where we all move
face it either your dough chasin, or basing
Lacing, cops got your face sprung mason
Careful, any i'm leaving niggas
Leaving than just information

Uh
Real
The Gangsta
Ent.
Roc a
interrupt this thing of ours
The Ganagsa


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