Luyện nghe bài hát Life

Whether we dribble out this
Wrap rock or riddle out this
We get up out this motherfucker
way that Venus did, Serena did, we them kids
Whitney was talking that's how it was
my brother caught them slugs and I watched coroners chalk him out
That ain't my brother in that box, what talking bout?
Couldn't Paul Bearer cause I was too to walk him out
And that's shit, I'm dedicated
Like Pac was to Jada Jada met Will Smith
I'm already turnt up, chronic still up
Fuck outta here, with all that and popping pills shit
Jump in my Impala get it hopping with a kill
I been around the world, my life is like a field trip
I done to Africa, seen niggas in Attica
Cops killing our youth, these ain't adding up
Like that boy sitting in a prison cell
Killed 9 people in a church, how he still?
I couldn't understand, I spent hours Farrakhan
begging him to let me be the millionth man
But of these niggas just make you wanna kill a man
And let the .38 spin like a fan
Separate your from soul, soul from Earth
Roll a blunt with your remains and then ash it in the
Listen, you ain't a cause you go to church
Listen, you a gangster cause you got the work
A real gangster's one who take of his whole family
Like me, even my baby mama can't stand me
Her name tattooed on my neck, nigga it's
And my fucking kids tighter than Ray J and
Yeah, I give it to you so you
Fucking bitches my family
Bye baby, rock-a-bye
No tears or sobs, baby, been listening to Nas
And I can't lie, baby, missing them thighs, baby
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, keep Cali alive,
Yeah, keep Cali alive,
Double entendre, nigga that's my
And don't nobody kids like me
to Kevin Hart, take care of they rib like me
I made fucked up decisions but don't let 'em me
I'm still the nigga on my California ID
Yeah, Compton
Blame Dre, it's his that I'm a monster, nigga
I was selling crack in side Bompton, nigga
I can rap, but I ain't ask for no sponsors, nigga
I was light skin and young Klay Thompson,
15, had guns like Contra,
Now the me bipolar, big contradiction
The Documentary 2 without Doc's prescription