Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Side

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

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

Come take a little walk with me my neighbourhood
And come a day in my trap
Get your paper right and that yay some
But keep a tool in your lap
My lil' patna holding work
Nigga want weight then keep back
Betta not on my turf
Nigga yesterday just like that
no investigation, no statements
And no witnesses, we seen shit
Pull up after dark with that on
To see a bitch, that what he get it
We on dark roads no street lights
That pistol play fist fights
And them geek monsters walk all
With they crack pipes tryna get
Midnight we shoot
The whole house smelling like cooked
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 this is all I know

Smoking weed, chrome
Only thing ever known
Is on the wild side
Welcome to our

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

Can you picture me in '93
Bumpin' Dr. Dre I hit some weed
Cut school, ten G
Thirteen, to get keys
At fifteen, I was
Get wrong, get on
My uncle gave me a of work
And that shit was gone by the next
Young wild nigga with me
Homicide wasn't to us
Dead wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol was just fun to us
I was 19 with two
One of my best had a life sentence
How my friend was just like me
And had a bunch of partners no living
All about cocaine dealing
No education, no pot to in
Old school, on wheel
tinted, pistol hidden
That's the shit I come from
In my heart, fear none
Stand tall, I can't run
wild side, that I walk on

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

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

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

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

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