Luyện nghe bài hát Lifestylez Ov Da Poor Dangerous

Everybody is scratching for what they can get
Did you think in this town is any different?
They don't give a damn who killed
Just as long as the dice keep rollin' the hoes keep
And the keeps flowin'

My name is L, and I'm from a of town where clowns
Get beat down and all you hear is sounds
On 139 and Lennox Ave. a big park
And if you're soft, go through it when it gets dark
at nighttime niggas try to tax they're sneakier than alley cats
That's why I carry gats yo, I'm a motherfuckin'
Buck wild and foul is the that I choose to live
Because to me all about a buck

I used to have a partner in crime by the name of
We stormed the city, shit up like Frank Nitty
We robbed kids and the dough 50-50
One day we stuck a dice game on the Ave. and the cash
Then I his ass and took his half
Because I'm all about and skins
you got dough, you don't need no motherfuckin' friends
If I you on a late night, black, you're gettin' stuck, Jack

My moms told me to get a job, fuck that aiyo, picture me a job
Takin' from Bob, sellin' corn on the cob
Yo, how the hell I'ma make ends meet makin' about 120 a week?
Man, I rather do another hit I want clothes, mean hoes
And all that other shit yo, I admit, I'm a a low down
Dirty, sneaky, canivin' motherfucka
Breakin' in with a chrome bar
I wasn't 'Poor', I was po', I couldn't afford the

I used to until it gets dark and tell a nigga to strip
I see some birthmarks like a ninja, dressed in black
a ski mask I take all the funds, then I run down the street fast
I vicked this nigga named took his brand new ring
'Cause stickin' ups a everyday
Once I was crusin' in a ride saw this nigga named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the blind side, I him
"Give up the dough, you get smoked
Oh you're broke? Now you're broke" the Big L was cold crazy

A top-notch snatchin' pocket books from old ladies
I don't care, I'll do to get a buck
rob a Miller truck, 'cause I don't give a fuck
Some say I'm ruthless, some say I'm
a brother done broke into my house and I robbed him
Plenty and many brains I
I was livin' the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous

Word all of us from 139
That's livin' the lifestyle of the and dangerous
You what I'm sayin'? This goes out to my brothers
Big Lee and Don Ice, Reg, T.C., Todd, Lou, Black Tone
Whitey, Ty Speeder, Ru Dog, Herb
E-Jet, G Love, Doc Ring, Slice and Rich
I can't forget the 1-4-0 Lennox Ave,
And I gotta say rest in to mate the skate dog
And my man Kerry,

Now what kinda life is for a child?
Now kinda life is that for a child?
Now what kinda life is that for a
Now what kinda is that for a fuckin' child?
Word to mother, fuck all that shit
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