Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Side

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

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

Come a little walk with me through my neighbourhood
And come spend a day in my
Get your paper right and that yay good
But keep a tool in your lap
My lil' patna holding work
Nigga want weight then keep around
Betta not on my turf
Nigga yesterday just like that
no investigation, no statements
And no witnesses, we seen 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
Midnight we shoot
The house smelling like cooked crack
You beat me, and you talk
You get shot bitch, and I that
Hood rats on deck, that loud is all I
shit to you it might sound wild
But this is all I know

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

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

Can you me back in '93
Bumpin' Dr. Dre while I hit some
Cut school, ten G
Thirteen, trying to get
At fifteen, I was
Get wrong, get on
My uncle gave me a bunch of
And that shit was gone by the next
Young wild nigga runnin' me
Homicide wasn't to us
Dead wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol was just fun to us
I was 19 two felonies
One of my best friend had a 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 wheel
Window tinted, hidden
That's the shit I come from
In my heart, fear none
Stand tall, I run from
That side, that I walk on

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

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

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

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

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