Luyện nghe bài hát Trife Life

It's just day, drowning my troubles with a forty
That's when I got the call from this brown skin
She me where's my crew at, said we could 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 take a shower and 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 I left the ho lonely in tears
Ain't no telling what her friends 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 live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin
She might got a batallion of Bucktowners
for us to get up off the train and surround us
Or maybe I'm this shit out of proportion
But this shit do happen to niggas often
So fuck it, a gotta do what he meant to
My crew got my back, fuck the is my mental
We put together five
The bitch called, my curdled
Told me to meet her on
Got to the plaza, we're for the G train
We put a plan together, just in the beef came
Now we Bed Stuy
Far from home and on ground
But together we six deep, with heats, nothing sweet
First fronting getting lifted off his fucking feet
It eternity, we reached our destination
My heartbeat is racing a cardiac patient
We finally got to Myrtle outside the train
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 my pound
Told my man, "Eyes cause it might go down"
Said he don't like the way the shit is starting to
Evey of the car was smoked out and tinted
So we couldn't if the enemy was in it
It might have been TNT, I wasn't to wait and see, we
Jetted thru 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 got me thinking like an animal
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo
What can kill you is what you don't

OK check it, on your way to your girl's crib
But the bitch live in the
You ain't really sweating it, little do you know
The niggas in the be setting it
You thought you was safe and tried to walk the back streets heat
On the 41st Side of Street
The where niggas don't give a fuck
The side where if you through fronting, kid you getting bucked
On way, to apartment 3A
With a 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 hold it down
While I cock back the long three
You're boning, not knowing that I'm scheming
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 by surprised
"What's on?", as I reply
"Shut the fuck up and don't make 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 without heat, how you
When you in the projects keep fingers on the trigger
But fuck that 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 up from the floor up, hit the dress store up
Got the 80-0 in case a wanna roll up
Get your motherfucking shit up
Now it's back to Queens to fiends
G's by any means, my eyes on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey, with my mind on some crime
One-time searching me but never ever find
It's the everyday, get the loot then
Though my goal is to leave state, push ki's
But all this bullshit me down, I can't leave
Fuck a 9-to-5, I get the with ease
Don't even need a degree to a six-digit figure
I get mines slinging on the corner my niggas
Pulling the when the drama appears
Cause a nigga worse is fear
So yo

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