Luyện nghe bài hát This Life Forever

Ent.
Roc-a-Fella
In association with the
The Black
In
everything official

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

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

I'm in this life forever
The more things change the more they stay the
Who am i to the game?
You gotta move quick her-o-in and dope can
The blocks than its ever been

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

Uh
Real
The Black
Ent.
Roc a
interrupt this thing of ours
The Ganagsa


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