Luyện nghe bài hát Trife Life

It's just another day, drowning my with 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 said that we should get
I said, "Aight, just call me in a hour
So I can a shower and gather up the manpower"
I hung up the horn
And I to myself that it might be on
Cause this trick ain't pick up the to call me in years (Why?)
Ever since I left the ho in tears
Ain't no telling what her friends up in her ears
of setting me up I'm not trying to hear
(Check it out, Son) So we the gats for precautions
Plus this live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin
She might got a whole batallion of
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 very often
So fuck it, a nigga gotta do he meant to
My got my back, fuck the world is my mental
We put five soldiers
The bitch called, my curdled
me to meet her on Myrtle
Got to the plaza, waiting for the G train
We put a plan together, just in case the came
Now we Bed Stuy
Far from home and on unknown
But together we six deep, five heats, nothing sweet
First nigga fronting getting lifted off his feet
It took eternity, we our destination
My is racing 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, when a black caravan rolled up
My legs froze up, I grabbed my pound
Told my man, "Eyes open it might go down"
Said he like the way the shit is starting to sound
Evey of the car was smoked out and tinted
So we couldn't if the enemy was in it
It might have 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, check it out, it out, yo
Trife got me thinking like an animal
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo
can kill 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 really sweating it, cause do you know
The niggas in the be setting it
You you was safe and tried to walk the back streets without heat
On the Side of 12th Street
The side where niggas don't give a
The side where if you through fronting, kid you getting bucked
On way, to apartment 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 just it down
While I back the long three pound
You're upstairs boning, not that I'm scheming
the right time kid, it's twelve in the evening
You're leaving out the as you kiss your girl goodbye
Thought you was safe and got caught by
"What's goin on?", as I
"Shut the fuck up and make this to another homicide"
He to play tough so I put one in his brain
Even I took his life, all I wanted was his chain
through truck without heat, how you figure?
When you in the projects keep your fingers on the
But fuck that we're juxing, if you got what we you gets 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 your motherfucking swoll up
Now it's back to Queens to serve
Making G's by any means, my eyes on my
Sipping Hennessey, my mind on some crime shit
One-time searching me but never ever shit
It's the everyday, get the then breeze
Though my goal is to leave outta state, push
But all this bullshit holding me down, I can't
Fuck a 9-to-5, I get the with ease
Don't even need a degree to a six-digit figure
I get mines on the corner with my niggas
Pulling the when the drama appears
Cause a nigga enemy is fear
So yo

Check it out, check it out, 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