Luyện nghe bài hát Living a Lie

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THEM ACTORS (ACTORS)
THEY DESERVE (OSCARS)
WE PULL (CHOPPERS)
TO WAR THE COPPERS (COPPERS)
DOG...THEM NIGGAZ A LIE, LIE, LIE, LIE
STAY FLY.....AND? AND?!?!?!?!

[Verse 1:
Killa!
Let's get the riot on, like I'm lying huh?
years probation, possesion of a firearm (that's New York)
Did the county, bologna it was "Ground Round" (that's Texas)
Zeke ran an ring, he on the countdown (North Carolina)
Seran down the V, coke in the whip...he the Chaper (Chicago)
Notorious secrets? Nah with indictments
Jim indicted but from P.C could fight it (uptown Rucker)
Up in the peach, yeah the atleast he could light it (then what?)
THEN ZEKE SHOT (SHOT), THEN E KILLED (DAMN), THEN B (DAMN), THEN ME ROCKED (WHAT?)
Yeah, but we shooting I'm pulling out the 4-5th
If I get 'em yet, believe they name is on the short list
Yeah, nigga's nauseous, I'll you just what nauseous is
We surround fortresses, studios and
You should be kiiiiid....
'fore the boss of this off ya lid, R.I.P. right where the is

[Verse 2:
DADADOOOO!....that drop it and run it
no fronting cause the is coming.....like
DADADOOOO!...that's when we some bottles
with some on our hip is some hollows (DIPSET!)
Before they they had to violate me (pffft)
Back in New York, my P.O gon' me (WHAT?)
Said "why you acting purish Nixon?", she "you had no permission"
To go to D.C...you that's out the juristiction (on my business!)
Ma I gotta eat...I know your religion
I got child support, I adore the bitching (I can't take it)
Plus some cousins in college, add on tuition (education)
she got me on tape, flipping a quarter chicken (not me!)
Nah...that Persian white, murder fur was right (about $20,000)
Huh, you the price, on my neck....hurds of ice!
Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, I swerve 'em
DIPSET! Bitch yes, our urban life
Like lighting tonight, cops come adjourn the site
They leave...U-turn...customers we 'em right!
So ya life like?
Mine.....type nice come off the white ice,
you...bum ass fights! KILLA!

[Verse 3:
Ayo I'm proving this, you losing this, there's nothing you could do this
I'm the peace, right?....just call me Ludacris (Luda!)
I care who exist, the Exorcist moving bricks
a chick....go outside and give the coupe a kiss!
Can't pop fly, I get my tied
I'm being by...News 1, Fox 5
CNN, NBC, CBS....creep in my
Magazines, paparazzi....please me alone
Yeah I VV'd the stones, dog I'm into
I records but my real job...interstates ("I" WHATEVER!)
I been an ape, in the dinner plate
I'm a winner, fish in my crib....I got a lake!
And the right, nope I won't pronounce the price (nope!)
But I'll be bouncing near you on a mountain bike! (a hood near you)
where I hound ya wife, she see the four pounds of ice
But the four right...BANG that's the sound of life!
KILLA!

THEY LYING DOG! All my nigga's up....
Zeke on the countdown...Sheek come tomorrow..
My Ted, he doing 10.....Uncle Stevie doing another 12....
he police on 125th on the Westside..
UP ALI!....Tiny Bum...he coming home, he in the feds....
Doe doing 2 in the feds..
did 3 house arrest...
When Black out, after he did his year...
Mel did his year...
SNAGZ! HE HOME!