Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Side

Smoking weed, riding
Only thing ever known
Is on the wild side
to our life

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

take a little walk with me through my neighbourhood
And spend a day in my trap
Get your paper right and that yay some
But keep a tool in your lap
My lil' patna that work
Nigga want then keep around back
not violate on my turf
Nigga just died like that
Ain't no investigation, no
And no witnesses, we seen shit
Pull up after dark that jewellery on
To come see a bitch, that he get it
We on dark with no street lights
That pistol play after fights
And them monsters walk all night
With they crack pipes get right
Midnight we shoot
The whole house smelling 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 shit to you it might sound
But life is all I know

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

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

Can you picture me in '93
Dr. Dre while I hit some weed
Cut school, ten G
Thirteen, to get keys
At fifteen, I was
Get wrong, get on
My uncle gave me a of work
And shit was gone by the next morning
wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't to us
Dead body nothin' to see
pistol play was just fun to us
I was 19 with two
One of my friend had a life sentence
How my uncle friend was like me
And had a bunch of partners no longer
All that cocaine dealing
No education, no pot to in
Old school, on wheel
Window tinted, hidden
That's the shit that I come
In my heart, fear none
Stand tall, I run from
That wild side, that I on

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

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

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

weed, riding chrome
Only thing ever known
Is walk on the side
Welcome to our

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