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 skin shorty
She asked me where's my crew at, said we do whatever
She got a crew too and that we should get together
I said, "Aight, just me back in a hour
So I can take a shower and up the manpower"
I hung up the horn
And I thought to myself that it be on
Cause trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in years (Why?)
Ever since I left the ho lonely in
Ain't no telling what her putting up in her ears
of setting me up I'm not trying to hear
(Check it out, Son) So we take the for precautions
this trick live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin
She might got a batallion of Bucktowners
Waiting for us to get up off the and surround us
Or maybe I'm blowing this out of proportion
But this shit do happen to very often
So fuck it, a gotta do what he meant to
My got my back, fuck the world is my mental
We put together soldiers
The called, my blood curdled
Told me to her on Myrtle
Got to the plaza, waiting for the G train
We put a together, just in case the beef came
Now we Bed bound
Far from home and on ground
But together we six deep, with heats, nothing sweet
First nigga getting lifted off his fucking feet
It eternity, we reached our destination
My heartbeat is racing like a cardiac
We finally got to Myrtle outside the train
I saw not a soul, told my to be patient
But up, that's when a black caravan rolled up
My legs froze up, I grabbed my pound
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 smoked out and
So we couldn't tell if the was in it
It might have been TNT, I trying to wait and see, we
Jetted thru Marcy 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 thinking like an
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo
What can kill you is you don't know

OK check it, you're on your way to your girl's
But the live in the Bridge
You ain't really sweating it, 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 Side of 12th Street
The side where niggas give a fuck
The side where if you come through fronting, kid you bucked
On your way, to 3A
a phat herringbone, let him slide, no days
Son get the heat, cause I'm to stick him
(Fuck shit, yo if that nigga front, yo hit him!)
Aight bet, so hold it down
While I cock back the long pound
upstairs boning, not knowing that I'm scheming
Just the right time kid, it's in the evening
leaving out the building as you kiss your girl goodbye
Thought you was safe and got by surprised
"What's on?", as I reply
"Shut the up and don't make this to another homicide"
He tried to play tough so I put one in his
though I took his life, all I wanted was his chain
Come truck without heat, how you figure?
When you in the projects keep fingers on the trigger
But fuck we're juxing, if you got what we like you gets tooken
Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo good
Now we a cab to Halsey & Lewis in Brooklyn
Getting tore up from the up, hit the dress store up
Got the 80-0 in case a nigga wanna up
Get motherfucking shit swoll up
Now back to Queens to serve fiends
G's by any means, my eyes on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey, with my mind on some crime
One-time searching me but ever find shit
It's the everyday, get the then breeze
my goal is to leave outta state, push ki's
But all this bullshit holding me down, I leave
a 9-to-5, I get the loot with ease
Don't even need a degree to earn a six-digit
I get slinging on the corner with my niggas
the trigger when the drama appears
Cause a nigga enemy is fear
So 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 you is what you don't know