Luyện nghe bài hát Living This Life

Lord, it's so hard, living life
A constant each and everyday
Some why I'd rather die
Than to continue living way

Uh, I wanna do this no mo'
But dis the only thang that I
I a pistol in my back and a gauge on the flo'
The laws and the wanna kick in my do'

I'm a D-boy, didn't
But I got Ph.D from Pimp
And I got a Degree in movin' weight
And my people dependin' on me but they gon' be

Uh, I wanna go to
But I ain't in so long, kinda make me feel nervous
'Cause they be lookin' at me
Watchin' the plate when I tithe put in my

I don't go back to that hell
Rather be dead doin' life in a jail cell
Die young, oh well, I had a life
They rappin' 'bout it but I'm out here payin' the

Lord, it's so hard living life
A struggle each and everyday
Some wonder why I'd die
Than to continue this way

I wake up out of bed, after the crack of dawn
And I give myself a stretch up, a mornin
And see, I'm a pawn in this chess game
Move one step at a time, as the Lord bless me

I know the aim high, I'm tryin' to aim it higher
Watchin' the lames to street success, mayne
They tryin' to flame the fire but like wettin' water
You either or washed out, so get in order

Everyday it's gettin' harder to fuck with the
I'm to keep all of my motherfuckin' ducks in a row
I see a man 'bout a dog and sell him a cat
If you don't know, you don't know, dat's dat

Shit, a dollar fifteen cents, I got a dime
Tryin' to hustle up my way to a million, I gotta
the line like cash, I'm on my mash
Two hundred yards behind in a yard dash

Lord, it's so hard, living life
A struggle each and everyday
Some wonder why I'd die
Than to continue this way

Lord, I'm sittin' here on bended knee, my locked, eyes shut
Askin' You to watch over me, no what
Even though I ain't too well behaved, I'm still a of You
And in my Holy Father is all that keep me smilin'

Through the bad times and times, through it all
When my head is hangin' low, You me to stand tall
The only way ball, the only way I'ma shine
Is if You after me while I'm out here on the grind

Uh, I know you bless the that go get it
I'm the of the ghetto, the flame of the city
So I the language of the ave
Forgive my mouth, please, I'm whippin' slabs

Fifties, quarters and the thangs
in my life on the fo' beam
And I need codeine just to stay
I'm steady prayin' to You but I don't Your real name

But I'm the impression that if your heart is in the right place
Your gon' get heard anyway
So some say Jah Jah, say Allah
Some say Jesus, some say Ben'ta, knahmalkinbout?

Ay man, I look like this, man, knahmtalkinbout?
I ain't get far bein' no square man
You wanna hide from black folks
They say you can put it in a book, I don't that
'Cause I done read fo' libraries worth of

I got some y'all need to get up on, mayne
But hold a pair of hearts,
48 laws of power, The art of war
The secret societies of America,
Everythang ain't it look like, man
And don't judge every by its cover, ya dig? Hold up