Luyện nghe bài hát I'd Rather Lie 2 Ya

C'mon, nigga...
Ride here on the dope side...
like a muh'fucka yaknow?
Let loose!

Time goes by, ya to' off or livin fly
Like this life that ya livin, you see life in my eyes
And I wonder why - when I the time'll find
Turnin earth into meantime, then catch me on the
mine, is bout mine - let it be known
For those who know and don't know, if we don't tell 'em
They ain't usin me but usually somethin I can sell 'em

I'd rather lie to ya, then sell ya
Ain't nothin I could tell ya so sell ya dope
I said I'd rather lie to ya, then ya hope
Ain't nothin I could tell ya so sell ya dope

(Put ya in ya hand)

Children into the world with no, state of mind
Then mind state of is that of earth - blind
From the time ya born till ya consciousness
ya it all, tryna prove it all
Mom and told me, "Son it'll be days like this"
But never told me I could get paid like this
High risk, where my on the line
For the chips, get paid, get put in the twist, get
She pray; what can she do?
Cops came to the door with four of me bouncin with a .22
I guess that's life and ya die
That's why we get high, when ya gone bye bye.. (see ya)
And I ain't never seen a person that again
And ya wonder why we finna go again
was then, and this is now, and this is how
we execute our plans, nowadays it goes
Ya flip a pound, ya work a bird, ya work the
They watch ya spot, they watch ya where ya serve that juice sweet
Just to get niggaz off the
I got caught up in the mix to the county and shit
Back on the street tryna figure out well if they hit
Click your or take your beater or I can spit me a verse
Whichever happen, cappin, rappin, sellin sacks and
I make it happen, I make it happen

Will we quit? Nah I don't so - no
remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this dope
We're remainin gangbangin, sellin this dope
We're remainin gangbangin, keep sellin dope

I got all the at (Eastside!)
If you blue or red (Westside!)
Walk around witcha in the air (Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! ...)
Put ya flag in ya
all y'all homies at? (Eastside!)
If you blue or red (Westside!)
Walk around flag in ya hand (Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! ...)
Put ya in the air

aww yeah, game..
Dat Nigga Daz, Deee, Big C-Style, Big AD
Soopafly, thugs, money drugs
Felony crimes, poverty.. whassup with action?
We the States? Seems like the Divided States
Liberty and Justice for Shit.. Liberty and Justice for y'all

It's eastside, gangbangin, on a daily
Flag out ya pants, nigga life on ya last chance
One more stripe to it down till ya dead
Caught a case, made bail and then fled
Got caught up, a year or so
some player hater nigga tryna slang and got you claimin his game
What a shame; this - I let it be known
For those who don't know and know, if we don't tell 'em
They ain't usin me but usually it's somethin I can 'em...

Will we quit? Nah I think so - no
We're remainin gangbangin, keep this dope
We're remainin gangbangin, sellin this dope
We're remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this

Deee talking]
Uh-huh, yea..
That's how we do it out here on the wild wild west
Ain't changed, put somethin up in niggaz chest
Niggaz think this a joke? Ain't nuttin to
Just getcha money and keep ya heat by ya side
this the land where them niggaz ride..
ta recognize...