Luyện nghe bài hát Life

Whether we dribble out motherfucker
Wrap or riddle out this motherfucker
We gon' get up out this
way that Venus did, Serena did, we them kids
Whitney was 'bout that's how it was
Before my caught them slugs and I watched coroners chalk him out
That ain't my in that box, what niggas talking bout?
Couldn't Paul Bearer cause I was too to walk him out
And that's real shit, I'm
Like Pac was to before Jada met Will Smith
I'm already up, chronic still burnt up
Fuck outta here, all that lean and popping pills shit
Jump in my get it hopping with a kill switch
I been around the world, my life is like a field trip
I done been to Africa, seen in Attica
Cops killing our youth, numbers ain't adding up
Like white boy sitting in a prison cell
Killed 9 people in a church, how he living
I couldn't understand, I spent hours Farrakhan
Just him to let me be the millionth man
But some of these just make you wanna kill a man
And let the .38 spin like a fan
Separate your body from soul, soul from
Roll a with your remains and then ash it in the dirt
Listen, you ain't a Christian you go to church
Listen, you ain't a gangster cause you got the
A real gangster's one who take of his whole family
Like me, even though my baby mama stand me
Her name on my neck, nigga it's branded
And my fucking kids tighter Ray J and Brandy
Yeah, I give it to you so you
Fucking took my family
Bye baby, baby
No tears or sobs, baby, been listening to Nas
And I lie, baby, been missing them thighs, baby
But it's more to life than Gucci and Louis Vuitton,
It's to life than tripping on lies, baby
Put feelings aside, baby, you Nicki Minaj,
One day we all die,
So I'd rather go hard, keep alive, baby
Yeah, keep Cali alive,
Double entendre, that's my baby
And don't nobody father like me
Word to Kevin Hart, take care of they rib me
I made fucked up decisions but don't let 'em me
I'm still the same on my California ID
Yeah, nigga
Blame Dre, it's his that I'm a monster, nigga
I was selling crack in side Bompton, nigga
Yeah I can rap, but I ain't ask for no sponsors,
I was light skin and young Thompson, nigga
15, had guns Contra, nigga
Now the call me bipolar, big
This The 2 without Doc's prescription