Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga 4 Life

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We confined to these wordly ways, it's
The money makes, the kids, and gangbangin
The market crashed, they watchin my black ass
You pop em for cash so we dies over dollars
Get wise hold the knowledge, we rides know the
The key to the future, the he wanna shoot ya
Fuck em they call us niggs I'm to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the
Trustin nothin you can buy if money in discretion
We'll beat you and car jacks and leave you wit a
We the gang, we mash and and maintain
the same, just fuckin wit a brand new thang
Bang, bang, that, nigga 'fore we skirt out
Aint gotta say shit already put the out
Ya heard how the goes down around us
We playas, so haters clown around us
On point, big fat blunts and
And get drunk, cold world, they ain't givin a fuck
About you let alone you livin it up
Niggas is stuck, I'm tryin to my head above water
Not about dyin for a quarter in a shorter
My time get the heart of my rhymes, get a nigga get with time
And wonderin how I'm goin by, can't it in the heat of the
Heartless hood, all good

Chorus: snoop
You's a nigga when you born, a nigga you dyin
Nigga quit you's a nigga for life
You's a nigga when you ridin, a nigga when you
Nigga quit tryin you's a for life
You can your face and change your nose and buy new clothes
But you what...
You change who the fuck you are
You's a motherfucking nigga for

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It's all up, in the lbc
Bitches breakin bread when see the lil ass gee
I keeps my finga on the trigga I'm down for this bangin shit
Quick to do it for the bitch I smash for my dogs
So don't get close to my
'cause if you do you in store to see your nigga do the
Sirens goin off, niggas down
Now you know about to rip gut fools ready to
Nigga you bitches, and you hoes and you sluts
You don't know what the fuck's up
On the eastside we ride, 24 / 9
Tryin to keep my hands on somethin nigga at all
Ready for war now that my pockets got
You other fools die I ride for my niggas
Cuss, bust, and and kick up dust
What you laughin at nigga don't get bitch ass rushed

[tray
As a child I was wild as fuck, and to dump
And a sawed off brown to pump
And my reputation never takin time to
Role models, bottles, as we ride and drink
Livin and plottin how to come up off the bottom
Black stockings in our pockets and I profits
Fuck a school, I tuck a tool and steppin
First lesson, ain't no question, you gotta have
Sheets on the streets showin defeats
And most beef don't cease 'til the trigga
Livin hard, scars, gettin noise from hustlin
Slangin gangbangin run a game in
Trustin nothin, sayin it is the slogan
Everywhere we go we off the and the potion
the ocean to the city to the valley to the bay
Niggas on the mission for the every day
Cutthroats, gunsmoke, and hoes
controls niggas souls on the streets I roll
Bold letters think the where I bang is at
Saints, cowboys, steelers and raider
Though I know we all the same no what we claim
If you a nigga you a and that ain't gon change
We love martin luther king but respected
'cause he give a fuck about the outcome

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