Luyện nghe bài hát Trife Life

It's just another day, drowning my troubles a forty
That's when I got the from this brown skin shorty
She asked me where's my crew at, said we could do
She got a crew too and that we should get together
I said, "Aight, just call me back in a
So I can take a and gather up the manpower"
Then I up the horn
And I to myself that it might be on
Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to 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 me up I'm not trying to hear
(Check it out, Son) So we take the for precautions
Plus trick live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin
She got a whole batallion of Bucktowners
for us to get up off the train and surround us
Or maybe I'm blowing shit 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 five soldiers
The bitch called, my blood
Told me to her on Myrtle
Got to the plaza, we're for the G train
We put a plan together, just in case the came
Now we Bed bound
Far from and on unknown ground
But we six deep, with five heats, nothing sweet
First nigga fronting lifted off his fucking feet
It took eternity, we our destination
My heartbeat is like a cardiac patient
We finally got to outside the train station
I saw not a soul, told my peoples to be
But hold up, that's when a black caravan up
My then froze up, I grabbed my pound
my man, "Eyes open cause it might go down"
Said he don't like the way the shit is starting to
Evey angle of the car was out and tinted
So we tell if the enemy was in it
It might have TNT, I wasn't trying to wait and see, we
Jetted 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 got me thinking like an animal
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo
What can you is what you don't know

OK check it, you're on your way to girl's crib
But the bitch live in the
You ain't sweating it, cause little do you know
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 side where niggas don't give a
The where 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 to stick him
(Fuck that shit, yo if that front, yo hit him!)
Aight bet, so hold it down
While I cock 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 out the building as you kiss your girl goodbye
Thought you was safe and got by surprised
"What's goin on?", as I
"Shut the up and don't make this to another homicide"
He tried to tough so I put one in his brain
though I took his life, all I wanted was his chain
Come through truck without heat, how you
When you in the projects keep your fingers on the
But that we're juxing, if you got what we like you gets tooken
Put you on your back, you on your way, yo good looking
Now we a cab to Halsey & Lewis in Brooklyn
Getting tore up from the floor up, hit the dress up
Got the 80-0 in a nigga wanna roll up
Get your motherfucking swoll up
Now it's to Queens to serve fiends
G's by any means, my eyes on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey, with my mind on crime shit
searching me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday, get the loot then
Though my goal is to leave outta state, push
But all this holding 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 with my niggas
Pulling the when the drama appears
Cause a nigga worse enemy is
So yo

Check it out, check it out, 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