Luyện nghe bài hát Trife Life

It's just another day, my troubles with a forty
when I got the call from this brown skin shorty
She asked me where's my crew at, said we do whatever
She got a crew too and said that we get together
I said, "Aight, just call me in a hour
So I can a shower and gather up the manpower"
Then I up the horn
And I thought to myself it might be on
Cause this trick ain't pick up the 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 for precautions
Plus this trick in Brooklyn, home of the coffin
She might got a whole of Bucktowners
Waiting for us to get up off the train and us
Or maybe I'm blowing this out of proportion
But this shit do happen to very often
So fuck it, a nigga do what he meant to
My got my back, fuck the world is my mental
We put together five
The called, my blood curdled
me to meet her on Myrtle
Got to the plaza, we're waiting for the G
We put a plan together, in case the beef came
Now we Bed bound
Far from and on unknown ground
But together we six deep, with five heats, nothing
First nigga fronting lifted off his fucking feet
It eternity, we reached our destination
My heartbeat is racing like a patient
We finally got to Myrtle the train station
I saw not a soul, told my peoples to be
But hold up, that's when a black caravan up
My legs then froze up, I grabbed my
Told my man, "Eyes open it might go down"
he don't like the way the shit is starting to sound
Evey angle of the car was smoked out and
So we couldn't tell if the was in it
It might been TNT, I wasn't trying to wait and see, we
Jetted thru Marcy cause D's bagging me
Son, they got us on the run, dun, see yo

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

OK check it, you're on your way to your crib
But the live in the Bridge
You really sweating it, cause little do you know
The niggas in the Bridge be it
You thought you was and tried to walk the back streets without heat
On the 41st Side of Street
The side niggas don't give a fuck
The side where if you come through fronting, kid you getting
On way, to apartment 3A
With a phat herringbone, let him slide, no
Son get the heat, I'm about to stick him
(Fuck that shit, yo if that front, yo hit him!)
Aight bet, so just hold it
While I back the long three pound
You're upstairs boning, not knowing I'm scheming
Just the time kid, it's twelve in the evening
You're leaving out the building as you kiss girl goodbye
Thought you was and got caught by surprised
"What's goin on?", as I
"Shut the fuck up and don't make to another homicide"
He tried to play so I put one in his brain
though I took his life, all I wanted was his chain
Come through without heat, how you figure?
When you in the projects keep your on the trigger
But fuck that we're juxing, if you got what we like you tooken
Put you on back, send you on your way, yo good looking
Now we catching a cab to & Lewis in Brooklyn
Getting up from the floor up, hit the dress store up
Got the in case a nigga wanna roll up
Get motherfucking shit swoll up
Now it's back to to serve fiends
Making G's by any means, my eyes on my
Sipping Hennessey, with my mind on some crime
One-time searching me but never find shit
It's the everyday, get the loot breeze
Though my goal is to leave state, push ki's
But all bullshit holding me down, I can't leave
Fuck a 9-to-5, I get the loot with
Don't even need a degree to earn a figure
I get mines slinging on the with my niggas
the trigger when the drama appears
Cause a nigga worse is fear
So yo

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