Luyện nghe bài hát This Life Forever

Ent.
Roc-a-Fella
In association the streets
The Gangster
In
everything official

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

Socks explode and pockets is bulging
it down on the corner 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 on my mine, is there's no hoes in the pen
I play the low and try and it hard to find me
Feds tryna build a case since '93
I told them, i'm retired but they whatever
You know them pigs wanna see you get your life together

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

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

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


Roll me