Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Side

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

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

Come take a little with me through my neighbourhood
And come a day in my trap
Get your right and that yay some good
But just keep a tool in lap
My lil' patna that work
Nigga weight then keep around back
not violate on my turf
Nigga yesterday just died that
Ain't no investigation, no
And no witnesses, we ain't shit
Pull up after dark with that on
To come see a bitch, that he get it
We on dark roads with no lights
That play after fist fights
And them monsters walk all night
With they crack pipes tryna get
we shoot dice
The house smelling like cooked crack
You beat me, and you shit
You get shot bitch, and I that
Hood rats on deck, that is all I blow
This shit to you it might sound
But this life is all I

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

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

Can you me back in '93
Bumpin' Dr. Dre while I hit 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 that shit was by the next morning
Young wild nigga with me
wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't to see
That pistol was just fun to us
I was 19 with two
One of my friend had a life sentence
How my uncle friend was just me
And had a bunch of partners no living
All about cocaine dealing
No education, no pot to in
Old school, on chrome
Window tinted, hidden
the shit that I come from
In my heart, fear ain't
Stand tall, I can't run
That side, that I walk on

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

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

All I did was put on
All my old tryna get on
Shorty out, making diss songs
Never talk down I get home
Ain't the type of nigga you can on
Hundred spokes, brick,
God body, big
That's body, Jim Jones
know the sound of how we switch on him
Finna wild out on a Tip
make a toast, nigga, Tip home
First get the bread, then get
From the land of the lead where they spit
Where most never get to live long
They get pissed off, get on
Pistol whipped and stripped,
for a minute and they switched on me
Caught them down, tryna bitch on me
And they snitch on me, got shit on me
So my is death 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 side

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

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