Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Side

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

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

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

weed, riding chrome
Only 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 I hit some weed
Cut school, ten G
Thirteen, trying to get
At fifteen, I was
Get wrong, get on
My uncle gave me a of work
And that shit was gone by the morning
Young wild nigga runnin' me
Homicide nothing to us
Dead body wasn't to see
That play was just fun to us
I was 19 two felonies
One of my best friend had a sentence
How my friend was just like me
And had a bunch of partners no living
All that cocaine 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
tall, I can't run from
That side, that I walk on

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

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

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

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

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