Luyện nghe bài hát Trife Life

It's just another day, drowning my troubles with a
when I got the call from this brown skin shorty
She asked me where's my crew at, said we could do
She got a too and said that we should get together
I said, "Aight, call me back in a hour
So I can a shower and gather up the manpower"
Then I hung up the
And I thought to myself that it be on
Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in (Why?)
Ever I left the ho lonely in tears
Ain't no telling her friends putting up in her ears
Ideas of me up I'm not trying to hear
(Check it out, Son) So we take the gats for
Plus this trick 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 to niggas very often
So fuck it, a gotta do what he meant to
My crew got my back, fuck the is my mental
We put together soldiers
The called, my blood curdled
Told me to meet her on
Got to the plaza, waiting for the G train
We put a plan together, just in case the came
Now we Bed bound
Far from home and on ground
But together we six deep, five heats, nothing sweet
nigga fronting getting lifted off his fucking feet
It took eternity, we our destination
My is racing like a cardiac patient
We got to Myrtle outside the train station
I saw not a soul, my peoples to be patient
But hold up, that's when a 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 is starting to sound
Evey angle of the car was out and tinted
So we tell if the enemy was in it
It might have been TNT, I trying to wait and see, we
Jetted thru Marcy cause D's ain't me
Son, they got us on the run, dun, see yo

Check it out, 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 your girl's
But the bitch in the Bridge
You really sweating it, cause little do you know
The in the Bridge be setting it
You thought you was safe and tried to walk the back without heat
On the Side of 12th Street
The side where niggas don't give a
The side if you come through fronting, kid you getting bucked
On your way, to 3A
a phat herringbone, let him slide, no days
Son get the heat, cause I'm about to him
(Fuck shit, yo if that nigga front, yo hit him!)
Aight bet, so just hold it
While I back the long three pound
You're upstairs boning, not knowing that I'm
the right time kid, it's twelve in the evening
You're leaving out the building as you kiss your girl
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 play tough so I put one in his
Even I took his life, all I wanted was his chain
Come through truck without heat, how you
When you in the projects your fingers on the trigger
But fuck that we're juxing, if you got what we like you gets
Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo good
Now we catching a cab to Halsey & Lewis in
Getting tore up from the floor up, hit the store up
Got the in case a nigga wanna roll up
Get your motherfucking shit up
Now it's back to to serve fiends
Making G's by any means, my eyes on my
Hennessey, with my mind on some crime shit
One-time searching me but ever find shit
the everyday, get the loot then breeze
Though my goal is to leave outta state, push
But all this holding me down, I can't leave
a 9-to-5, I get the loot with ease
Don't even need a degree to earn a six-digit
I get mines slinging on the corner with my
Pulling the trigger the drama appears
a nigga worse enemy is fear
So yo

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