Luyện nghe bài hát Life We Chose(part 2)

To my huh, we all we got
Let's hold it down though,
However it's go down
This what we gotta deal y'know? Yo

It's the life we chose, friends become foes
And the dough'll get you killed quicker you know
This is the we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes
And the only way out is death or goin'

This the we chose, ain't too many happy endings
That's why ain't too many happy niggaz in it
And admit it, this life is fucked up but yo, but yo
This is the only life I know

Gold bathtubs, makin' love to my
Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up
Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my
My like the Forbes Magazine

Closets, full of and submachines
this nigga out the projects and his thug team
Yo we cruise past street lights, ill
Mr. Child both coasts with the loud toast

Calicos y'all folks, keep y'all dyin'
'Cause it's hard to fuck when we dealin' with science
My enemies got money, so should watch how I play it
They never know we until they hear me say it

Till they on the phone sayin', "Please, Daddy pay it"
Till they brain's on the floor, mixed on the
High-class elegance, you or you hiss
You go against you'd rather piss on an fence

It's strategic, how these want you to think
You'd be surprised, be the one to put you to sleep
Why you Yo, these streets don't allow you to blink
You get showered by lead, comin' out your mink
Bow ties and tuxedos, Eagles

Dump drugs and acid, they rush with the Rico
It's hard fuckin' niggaz you hope you can trust
You a fool if your main is easy to fuck
And you've got money, is these hoes greedy or
is devious, ex-friends wantin' you stuck

It's the life we chose, friends become foes
And the dough'll get you killed than you know
This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and
And the only way out is or goin' broke

This the we chose, ain't too many happy endings
That's why there too many happy niggaz in it
And I'll it, this life is fucked up but yo
This is the only life I know

Uhh, what's love when you don't your man enough dough?
He stick you
What's love, you got beef? rollin' wit you
What's love, you locked up, and your don't care
Is love a word, that deceives the air?

What's real, when you know your man's is a hoe
And you don't even let him know, 'cause you fucked her
What's real, when you talk a man's back
Then you see him and give him dap, now explain

What's trust, they separate your case
When you at court date, your co-de', can't look in your face
What's trust, when you your wife away from your man?
And he crossed you but you claimin' he's fam'?

What's trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't
They blaze purple haze with 'em the next
God forbid one of my get hit, I'ma go haywire
Won't hesitate, I'ma spray

But everybody's different, you know how you react
Till you in that position, and that's an fact
The of men change as time goes on, who's wrong?
You was hungry when you Duke, he came back to buck you

Who's wrong? all your life, now you 90
On your deathbed you regret bein'
lust, a bust nut? What's a thug?
A ghetto child raised around drugs, he's old enough to bust slugs?

what's jail, to rehabilitate or to make a nigga worse
When he come home to catch another
Life's about decisions, you choose it, you live it
You did it, heaven or or prison

Who knows when clock'll stop tickin', get your weight up
Save up before over neighbor, I told ya
You older player, look at those who gave up

It's the life we chose, where friends become
And the get you killed quicker than you know
This is the life we chose, fake snakes and hoes
And the only way out is death or goin'

This the life we chose, too many happy endings
That's why there too many happy niggaz in it
And admit it, this life is fucked up but yo
This is the only life I know