Luyện nghe bài hát This Life Forever

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

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

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

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

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

Uh
Real
The Gangsta
Ent.
Roc a
interrupt this thing of ours
The Ganagsa


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