Luyện nghe bài hát This Life Forever

Ent.
Roc-a-Fella
In association the streets
The Black
In
With official

I ride throught the ghetto windows down
Halfway out of my mind music on 9, Donny Hathaway
Me and my niggas half the day
Plotting, how we gon get this math with out getting balst away
I wake up to the same problems today
Life is harsh, niggas gotta to spark
Right from the start they place me in the ghetto tender age of
my tender mind had to to crime
Wouldnt this on nobody like the end of like mine
Ever since i was quite young a been in divine
Had to scratch for every plaque, rap aint even all its up to be
dont stack up to me
Had to hustle in a of trouble
trapped in, clostrophobic the way out was rapping
America dont it, the demographics i tapped in
I'm the truest nigga to do nigga and anything else is foolish
those who stay high, under God's grey skies
My lyrics is like Bible, made to lives
In the midst of all misery nigga, stay fly
Never let em see you frown, even smile you down
Shit, i floss on my off-days what they all say
Niggas cant me like rumors, i'm too strong

Socks and sweatpants pockets is bulging
Holding it down on the corner with my holding
My spot is golden, drop the on the coke and
Drove the out and let the dough flow in
The cops is in, i can do the time
But whats on my mine, is there's no hoes in the pen
I play the low and try and it hard to find me
Feds still tryna a case since '93
I told them, i'm retired but they whatever
You know them pigs dont wanna see you get your life

I'm stuck in this forever
The more things change the they stay the same
Who am i to change the
You gotta move like her-o-in and dope can
The blocks hotter its ever been

Once
Hold the gun at eye level, i aint afraid of
I let the nine rip, say "hi" to the devil
I blind with the bezel, i'm in line with the
What yall afraid of my mind or the metal
Niggas tryna my life, my mathematics is precise
I carry the nine, so with me just aint the answer
I cant lose i was young i was like Fresh
raised me to chess moves
And though your gone i'm not bitter you left me
We got divided by the years, but i got it from
sweat that, sounds bump from Marcy to Lefrak
To that pocket in DC where my man his death at
Over my years i've seen Rooks get tooken by the
they Crown by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate, in 4 moves the Fischer of rap
??? in a where we all move
Lets face it either your dough chasin, or
Lacing, cops got your sprung like mason
Careful, any i'm leaving niggas
Leaving more than just

Uh
Real
The Gangsta
Ent.
Roc a
Never interrupt this thing of
The Black


Roll me