Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Side

Smoking weed, chrome
Only I've ever known
Is on the wild side
Welcome to our

Slangin' keys, K's
Every day we getting
To on the wild side
to our life

Come take a walk with me through my neighbourhood
And come spend a day in my
Get your paper right and that yay some
But just a tool in your lap
My lil' holding that work
Nigga want weight keep around back
Betta not violate on my
Nigga yesterday died like that
no investigation, no statements
And no witnesses, we ain't seen
Pull up after dark with jewellery on
To come see a bitch, what he get it
We on dark roads with no lights
That pistol play after fights
And them monsters walk all night
With crack pipes tryna get right
we shoot dice
The house smelling like cooked crack
You me, and you talk shit
You get shot bitch, and I took
rats on deck, that loud is all I blow
This to you it might sound wild
But this life is all I

Smoking weed, chrome
thing I've ever known
Is walk on the side
to our life

Slangin' keys, K's
Every day we getting
To on the wild side
to our life

Can you me back in '93
Bumpin' Dr. Dre while I hit weed
Cut school, ten G
Thirteen, to get keys
At fifteen, I was
Get wrong, get on
My gave me a bunch of work
And that was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga with me
wasn't nothing to us
Dead wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol was just fun to us
I was 19 with two
One of my best friend had a life
How my friend was just like me
And had a bunch of no longer living
All about that dealing
No education, no pot to in
Old school, on wheel
tinted, pistol hidden
That's the that I come from
In my heart, fear ain't
Stand tall, I run from
That wild side, I walk on

weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've known
Is walk on the wild
Welcome to our

Slangin' keys, K's
Every day we paid
To on the wild side
Welcome to our

All I did was put on
All my old tryna get on
fell out, making diss songs
Never talk when I get home
Ain't the type of nigga you can on
spokes, brick, chrome
God body, big
hard body, Jim Jones
Niggas know the of how we switch on him
Finna out on a Tip song
Better make a toast, nigga, Tip
First get the bread, get going
From the land of the lead where spit chrome
Where most kids get to live long
get pissed off, get pissed on
Pistol whipped and stripped,
Left for a minute and switched on me
Caught talking down, tryna bitch on me
And snitch on me, ain't got shit on me
So my guess is death is what they on me
So I'm blowing on them
lids and dark eyes
Cause hate's never part time you on that wild side

Smoking weed, riding
thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild
Welcome to our

Slangin' keys, K's
Every day we paid
To walk on the side
Welcome to our