Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Side

Smoking weed, riding
Only I've ever known
Is walk on the side
Welcome to our

Slangin' keys, K's
day we getting paid
To walk on the wild
Welcome to our

Come take a walk with me through my neighbourhood
And spend a day in my trap
Get paper right and that yay some good
But keep a tool in your lap
My lil' patna holding work
Nigga want then keep around back
Betta not violate on my
Nigga yesterday just like that
Ain't no investigation, no
And no witnesses, we ain't shit
Pull up after with that jewellery on
To come see a bitch, that he get it
We on dark with no street lights
pistol play after fist fights
And them geek walk all night
With crack pipes tryna get right
we shoot dice
The whole smelling like cooked crack
You me, and you talk shit
You get shot bitch, and I took
Hood rats on deck, loud is all I blow
This to you it might sound wild
But life is all I know

Smoking weed, chrome
Only thing ever known
Is walk on the wild
Welcome to our

keys, spraying K's
Every day we paid
To walk on the wild
to our life

Can you me back in '93
Bumpin' Dr. Dre I hit some weed
Cut school, ten G
Thirteen, to get keys
At fifteen, I was
Get wrong, get on
My uncle me a bunch of work
And that shit was gone by the next
Young nigga runnin' with me
wasn't nothing to us
Dead body nothin' to see
That pistol was just fun to us
I was 19 two felonies
One of my best friend had a life
How my uncle was just like me
And had a bunch of partners no living
All that cocaine dealing
No education, no pot to in
Old school, on wheel
tinted, pistol hidden
That's the shit I come from
In my heart, fear none
tall, I can't run from
That wild side, I walk on

Smoking weed, chrome
Only thing ever known
Is walk on the wild
to our lives

Slangin' keys, K's
Every day we getting
To walk on the side
Welcome to our

All I did was put on
All my old friends get on
Shorty out, making diss songs
Never talk when I get home
Ain't the type of nigga you can on
Hundred spokes, brick,
God body, big
That's body, Jim Jones
Niggas the sound of how we switch on him
Finna wild out on a Tip
Better make a toast, nigga, Tip
First get the bread, get going
From the of the lead where they spit chrome
Where most kids get to live long
They get off, get pissed on
whipped and stripped, homie
Left for a minute and switched on me
Caught them down, tryna bitch on me
And snitch on me, ain't got shit on me
So my is death is what they wish on me
So I'm blowing on candles
lids and dark eyes
Cause hate's never part when you on that wild side

Smoking weed, chrome
Only thing I've ever
Is walk on the wild
Welcome to our

keys, spraying K's
Every day we paid
To walk on the side
Welcome to our