Luyện nghe bài hát This Life Forever

Ent.
Roc-a-Fella
In association the streets
The Black
In
everything official

I ride throught the ghetto windows halfway
Halfway out of my mind on 9, blasting Donny Hathaway
Me and my niggas spending the day
Plotting, how we gon get this math today out getting balst away
I wake up to the problems after today
Life is harsh, niggas gotta right to
Right from the start place me in the ghetto tender age of nine
my tender had to surrender to crime
Wouldnt wish on nobody like the end of like mine
since i was quite young a nigga been in divine
Had to scratch for every plaque, rap aint all its cracked up to be
dont stack up to me
Had to hustle in a world of
in, clostrophobic the only way out was rapping
America dont understand it, the i tapped in
I'm the truest to do this nigga and anything else is foolish
Like those who stay high, under God's skies
My is like Bible, made to save lives
In the midst of all your nigga, stay fly
Never let em see you frown, smile when you down
Shit, i floss on my off-days fuck what all say
Niggas cant me like rumors, i'm too strong

Socks explode and pockets is bulging
Holding it on the corner with my glock holding
My is golden, drop the price on the coke and
Drove the out and let the dough flow in
The cops is in, i can do the time
But whats really on my mine, is there's no in the pen
I play the low and try and make it to find me
Feds tryna build a case since '93
I told them, i'm retired but like whatever
You know them pigs dont wanna see you get your life

I'm stuck in this forever
The things change the more they stay the same
Who am i to the game?
You gotta move quick her-o-in and dope can
The blocks hotter than its been

Once
Hold the gun at eye level, i aint of conflict
I let the nine rip, say "hi" to the devil
I blind the bezel, i'm in line with the ghetto
yall nigga afraid of my mind or the metal
Niggas tryna subtract my life, my mathematics is
I carry the nine, so fucking with me just the answer
I lose when i was young i was like Fresh
Poppa raised me to moves
And though your gone i'm not you left me prepared
We got divided by the years, but i got it here
Dont sweat that, sounds from Marcy to Lefrak
To pocket in DC where my man caught his death at
my years i've seen Rooks get tooken by the Knight
Lose they by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate, in 4 moves the Bobby of rap
??? in a time where we all
face it either your dough chasin, or basing
Lacing, got your face sprung like mason
Careful, any infultration i'm leaving
Leaving more just information

Uh
Real
The Gangsta
Ent.
Roc a
Never this thing of ours
The Black


Roll me