Luyện nghe bài hát Trife Life

It's just another day, my troubles with a forty
That's when I got the call from this skin shorty
She asked me where's my at, said we could do whatever
She got a crew too and said that we get together
I said, "Aight, call me back in a hour
So I can take a and gather up the manpower"
Then I up the horn
And I to myself that it might be on
Cause this trick pick up the phone to call me in years (Why?)
Ever since I the ho lonely in tears
Ain't no telling what her friends up in her ears
of setting me up I'm not trying to hear
(Check it out, Son) So we the gats for precautions
this trick live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin
She got a whole batallion of Bucktowners
Waiting for us to get up off the and surround us
Or maybe I'm this shit out of proportion
But this do happen to niggas very often
So it, a nigga gotta do what he meant to
My got my back, fuck the world is my mental
We put together soldiers
The bitch called, my blood
Told me to her on Myrtle
Got to the plaza, waiting for the G train
We put a plan together, just in case the beef
Now we Bed bound
Far from home and on unknown
But together we six deep, with heats, nothing sweet
First nigga fronting getting lifted off his fucking
It took eternity, we reached our
My heartbeat is like a cardiac patient
We finally got to outside the train station
I saw not a soul, my peoples to be patient
But hold up, when a black caravan rolled up
My legs then froze up, I grabbed my
my man, "Eyes open cause it might go down"
Said he don't like the way the shit is to sound
angle of the car was smoked out and tinted
So we tell if the enemy was in it
It might been TNT, I wasn't trying to wait and see, we
Jetted Marcy cause D's ain't bagging me
Son, they got us on the run, dun, see yo

Check it out, check it out, it out, yo
Trife life got me thinking like an
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo
can kill you is what you don't know

OK check it, on your way to your girl's crib
But the bitch in the Bridge
You ain't sweating it, cause little do you know
The niggas in the Bridge be it
You you was safe and tried to walk the back streets without heat
On the 41st Side of 12th
The side where don't give a fuck
The side if you come through fronting, kid you getting bucked
On way, to apartment 3A
a phat herringbone, let him slide, no days
Son get the heat, cause I'm about to him
(Fuck that shit, yo if nigga front, yo hit him!)
bet, so just hold it down
While I cock back the three pound
You're upstairs boning, not knowing I'm scheming
Just the right time kid, it's in the evening
You're leaving out the building as you your girl goodbye
Thought you was safe and got caught by
"What's on?", as I reply
"Shut the fuck up and make this to another homicide"
He tried to tough so I put one in his brain
Even though I his life, all I wanted was his chain
through truck without heat, how you figure?
When you in the projects keep fingers on the trigger
But that we're juxing, if you got what we like you gets tooken
Put you on back, send you on your way, yo good looking
Now we catching a cab to Halsey & in Brooklyn
Getting tore up the floor up, hit the dress store up
Got the 80-0 in case a wanna roll up
Get motherfucking shit swoll up
Now back to Queens to serve fiends
Making G's by any means, my on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey, with my on some crime shit
One-time me but never ever find shit
the everyday, get the loot then breeze
Though my goal is to leave outta state, ki's
But all this bullshit holding me down, I can't
a 9-to-5, I get the loot with ease
Don't need a degree to earn a six-digit figure
I get slinging on the corner with my niggas
Pulling the trigger when the drama
Cause a nigga worse enemy is
So yo

Check it out, check it out, it out, yo
Trife life got me thinking an animal
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo
What can kill you is what you know