Luyện nghe bài hát Life

Whether we dribble out motherfucker
Wrap rock or out this motherfucker
We gon' get up out motherfucker
Same way Venus did, Serena did, we them kids
was talking 'bout that's how it was
Before my brother caught slugs and I watched coroners chalk him out
That my brother in that box, what niggas talking bout?
Couldn't Bearer cause I was too weak to walk him out
And real shit, I'm dedicated
Pac was to Jada before Jada met Will Smith
I'm already turnt up, still burnt up
Fuck outta here, with all that lean and pills shit
Jump in my Impala get it with a kill switch
I done been around the world, my is like a field trip
I done been to Africa, seen niggas in
Cops killing our youth, these numbers adding up
that white boy sitting in a prison cell
Killed 9 people in a church, how he living
I couldn't understand, I spent hours with
Just begging him to let me be the man
But some of these niggas just you wanna kill a man
And let the .38 spin a ceiling fan
Separate your body soul, soul from Earth
a blunt with your remains and then ash it in the dirt
Listen, you ain't a Christian cause you go to
Listen, you ain't a gangster you got the work
A real gangster's one who take care of his family
Like me, though my baby mama can't stand me
Her name tattooed on my neck, nigga it's
And my kids tighter than Ray J and Brandy
Yeah, I give it to you so you
Fucking bitches my family
Bye baby, rock-a-bye
No tears or sobs, baby, been to Nas lately
And I can't lie, baby, been missing them thighs,
But it's more to life Gucci and Louis Vuitton, baby
It's more to life than on lies, baby
Put feelings aside, baby, you Minaj, baby
One day we all die,
So I'd rather go hard, Cali alive, baby
Yeah, keep Cali alive,
Double entendre, that's my baby
And nobody father kids like me
Word to Hart, take care of they rib like me
I made fucked up decisions but don't let 'em me
I'm still the same nigga on my ID
Yeah, Compton
Blame Dre, it's his fault I'm a monster, nigga
I was selling crack in side Bompton, nigga
Yeah I can rap, but I ask for no sponsors, nigga
I was light and young Klay Thompson, nigga
15, had guns like Contra,
Now the call me bipolar, big
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