Luyện nghe bài hát Life We Chose(part 2)

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

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

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

Gold bathtubs, love to my queen
Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up
Statues, floors, rare paintings on my wall
My lifestyle's like the Magazine

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

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

Till kid's on the phone sayin', "Please, Daddy pay it"
Till they on the floor, mixed on the pavement
elegance, you respect or you hiss
You go against rather piss on an electrical fence

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

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

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

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

Uhh, what's love you don't give your man enough dough?
He stick you
What's love, you got Nobody rollin' wit you
What's love, you locked up, and your don't care
Is love a four-letter word, that the air?

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

What's trust, they separate your case
When you at your court date, your co-de', can't look in your
What's trust, when you keep your away from your man?
And he never crossed you but you claimin' he's

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

But everybody's different, you won't know how you
Till you in that position, and an actual 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 bein' grimy
What's lust, a bust What's a thug?
A ghetto child raised around drugs, till old enough to bust slugs?

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

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

the life we chose, where 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 way out is death or goin' broke

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