Luyện nghe bài hát Savage Lifestyle [Explicit]

Bob, you can pan over a little bit. Look at this right here, this is a suburban type Jeep with a sharp shooter peering outside of the sunroof with an rifle. It appears to be a scene you might see in Operation Desert Storm and we've been seeing this all night

It's a trap, a trap
Why ain't tell us red and blue don't matter when you black?
of fact we in blindfolds, bunch of lost souls
Kids shot in the streets, now they eyes closed
How you call the angels it's kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his office his feet up
No way to dodge police
crack cocaine, makin' a teacher's salary
Mexicans the borders in the thousands
cholos, one button Pendletons, they stylin'
Crips on the in Dodger blue with they gold chains
Bloods sportin' corn rows and Chucks with the red
Sun goin' down so them 'bout to roll out
Fiends themselves, stumblin' out the dope house
Niggas tyin' bandanas, 'bout to put the on
Kids tryna make it home 'fore lights come on

The way we live is
The way we is savage
The way we is savage
The way we is savage

So grab that gun, load that
Grab that torch, light that shit, grab that
Grab that brick, throw it. it's to riot
If you don't see owned in the window, it's on fire
here, end up over there
The smell of gun in the air
And so we clear, this is pain and despair
We burn our own shit and we aware and care
Tell the national guards to
We got too and we ain't scared
So the man, fuck the President Bush and his legislation
gotta change, we ain't waitin', fuck patience
Cause the government corrupt, I can it
Martin, Malcolm, P. Newton
And that's why the whole out here lootin'
How can we stand and not do shit?
All this smoke over the hood like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, they down
White people that they was at home
Asians frontin' like business is black owned
Far from stupid, we in the stores trippin'
Runnin' in swap meets for they Jordans and Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anythin' that glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now they ass
So it's bottle through the window
that was never smokin' endo
Fiends kickin' in doors, stealin'
Niggas liquor stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
City burnin' but fucked up fun
National on the corner
They don't know the hood, they
We was bustin' at the cops Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds over the hood, they see us
Showin' the fuck out, cleanin' the out
Niggas mobbin' down the streets pushin' big screens and
Starin' straight the cameras, no ski mask
pandemonium, niggas lootin' what they homies in
Runnin' around with Scarface guns like was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck they stop us?
When the 50 years we accustomed to window shoppin'
So we takin' lighters to the tip of
Dip 'em in gasoline and set this on (fire)

The whole watchin', Los Angeles is on (fire)
Yeah, (fire)
1992, was you for the (fire?)

Standin' on the corner with a brick in my
When my mother told me sit in the van, nah that
Locker chained up, wire cutters cut that
Niggas Crip walkin' where Reginald Denny's at
Police cars, drivin' by niggas in mo
If you white don't at the light, 'cause that's a no-no
Runnin' the malls, give us everything polo
The first time niggas ain't have with the cholos
'92, fire lit the skyline, and why we
To capture forbidden truth cause Adam never ate the fruit
Fuck blue suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Jimmy
Shit burnin', you gon' more than Visine
We makin' a movie better than anyone that seen
Should be on Showtime, HBO,
Get a match, we make sure that y'all remember that (fire)

The whole world watchin', Los is on (fire)
Yeah, (fire)
1992, was you for the (fire?)

Make me holla
The way they do my
Make me holla
The way do my life
This ain't living, this ain't
No-no baby, this ain't
No, no, no, no
Inflation, no
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