Luyện nghe bài hát Broadcast Live

Put a broadcast

Yeah OK we live from the west side
Where the real nigga and the rest die
Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't know
You catch a lick and do your time, you testify
You keep your face good and your nose clean
Never trust the word of a fiend
a strap at all times run them numbers up
If ain't what you want you ain't one of us
We broadcast

a hellhole
You sell blow, better get to get an elbow
Or you ain't
You be the man you seen bricks
And not before
It ain't gon be no sucker shit, you better that
Prepare for the gunplay, and I every one day
Happen kept me with it and I'm back on the frontpage
Just this shit how it go, I follow the g-code
They so far up on they think u got a cheatcode
All I ever was a widebody Benz
And a bad bitch, you got no widebody friends
Ain't never got a hand 'em out
Long as I can the cheetah on me at the gambling house

OK we broadcast live the west side
the real nigga ride and the rest die
Ay don't be out here bout shit that you don't know about
You catch a lick and do your time, you testify
You keep your face cut good and your clean
Never the word of a dope fiend
a strap at all times run them numbers up
If that ain't what you you ain't one of us
We live

From the gutter, get high with they mother
To take they mind off father go do some time for they brother
Boy you get caught with that
better not at another
you get hit with a title from which you never recover
My uncle mad me boy you better be the man
You better fight, they your ass then you fight again (damn)
Coming from the trap spot
Get everything a slab to a laptop (cocaine)
Divide the from the havenots
Should twelve get on your ass, give them but gas
Expecting nothing but the
spend it as it coming
In God we trust, for everyone else the all

OK we broadcast from the west side
the real nigga ride and the rest die
Ay don't be out here talking shit that you don't know about
You catch a lick and do your time, you don't
You keep your face cut good and nose clean
trust the word of a dope fiend
Keep a strap at all times run numbers up
If that ain't what you you ain't one of us

Nigga we and direct from the project
Where niggas ain't got to lose, they ain't got shit
So when they get a little cheque, think they hot
A and nine out of ten apartment
And hot shit half price, nigga shit
And thot shit'll turn around every week, but it did so you
If the game ain't good if a lame nigga peep
Ay turn up through the week but on the weekend!

OK we broadcast live the west side
the real nigga ride and the rest die
Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't know
You catch a and do your time, you don't testify
You keep face cut good and your nose clean
Never trust the word of a dope
a strap at all times run them numbers up
If that ain't you want you ain't one of us
Nigga we live