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 brown shorty
She asked me my crew at, said we could do whatever
She got a crew too and said that we should get
I said, "Aight, just call me back in a
So I can take a and gather up the manpower"
I hung up the horn
And I thought to myself it might be on
Cause trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in years (Why?)
Ever since I the ho lonely in tears
Ain't no what her friends putting up in her ears
Ideas of setting me up I'm not to hear
(Check it out, Son) So we take the gats for
Plus this 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 blowing this shit out of
But this shit do happen to niggas very
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 meet her on
Got to the plaza, we're waiting for the G
We put a together, just in case the beef came
Now we Bed Stuy
Far from home and on ground
But together we six deep, with five heats, sweet
First nigga fronting getting lifted off his feet
It took eternity, we reached our
My heartbeat is racing like a cardiac
We finally got to Myrtle outside the train
I saw not a soul, told my peoples to be
But hold up, that's a black caravan rolled up
My legs then froze up, I my pound
Told my man, "Eyes open it might go down"
Said he don't like the way the is starting to sound
angle of the car was smoked out and tinted
So we couldn't tell if the was in it
It might have TNT, I wasn't trying to wait and see, we
thru Marcy cause D's ain't bagging me
Word Son, got us on the run, dun, see yo

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

OK check it, you're on your way to girl's crib
But the live in the Bridge
You ain't really sweating it, cause little do you
The niggas in the Bridge be it
You thought you was safe and tried to walk the back streets without
On the Side of 12th Street
The where niggas 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 to stick him
(Fuck that shit, yo if that front, yo hit him!)
Aight bet, so just hold it
I cock back the long 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 kiss your girl
you was safe and got caught by surprised
"What's goin on?", as I
"Shut the fuck up and make this to another homicide"
He tried to tough so I put one in his brain
Even though I took his life, all I wanted was his
Come through truck heat, how you figure?
When you in the keep your fingers on the trigger
But fuck that we're juxing, if you got what we like you tooken
Put you on your back, 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 your shit swoll up
Now it's back to Queens to serve
Making G's by any means, my on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey, with my mind on some crime
One-time searching me but never find shit
the everyday, get the loot then breeze
Though my goal is to leave outta state, push
But all this bullshit holding me down, I leave
a 9-to-5, I get the loot with ease
Don't even need a to earn a six-digit figure
I get mines slinging on the corner my niggas
Pulling the trigger the drama appears
Cause a nigga enemy is fear
So yo

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