Luyện nghe bài hát Life

Whether we dribble out motherfucker
Wrap rock or riddle out motherfucker
We get up out this motherfucker
Same way that did, Serena did, we them kids
Whitney was talking that's how it was
Before my brother caught them slugs and I watched chalk him out
That ain't my in that box, what niggas talking bout?
Couldn't Paul Bearer cause I was too weak to him out
And that's shit, I'm dedicated
Like Pac was to Jada before Jada met Will
I'm already turnt up, chronic still up
Fuck outta here, with all lean and popping pills shit
Jump in my Impala get it with a kill switch
I done been around the world, my life is a field trip
I done been to Africa, seen niggas in
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 still?
I couldn't understand, I spent hours Farrakhan
begging him to let me be the millionth man
But some of these niggas just you wanna kill a man
And let the .38 spin a ceiling fan
Separate your body soul, soul from Earth
a blunt 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 care of his whole family
Like me, even though my baby can't stand me
Her tattooed on my neck, nigga it's branded
And my fucking kids tighter Ray J and Brandy
Yeah, I it to you so you understand
Fucking bitches took my
Bye baby, rock-a-bye
No tears or sobs, baby, been to Nas lately
And I can't lie, baby, been missing thighs, baby
But it's more to than Gucci and Louis Vuitton, baby
It's more to life than tripping on lies,
Put feelings aside, baby, you Nicki Minaj,
One day we all die,
So I'd rather go hard, Cali alive, baby
Yeah, keep alive, baby
Double entendre, that's my baby
And don't father kids like me
Word to Kevin Hart, 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 fault that I'm a monster,
I was selling crack in side Bompton, nigga
I can rap, but I ain't ask for no sponsors, nigga
I was skin and young Klay Thompson, nigga
15, had guns like Contra,
Now the call me bipolar, big
This The Documentary 2 Doc's prescription