Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Side

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 wild
to our life

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

Smoking weed, riding
Only thing ever known
Is walk on the wild
Welcome to our

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

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 bunch of
And shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' me
Homicide wasn't to us
body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol was just fun to us
I was 19 two felonies
One of my best friend had a sentence
How my uncle friend was like me
And had a bunch of partners no living
All that cocaine dealing
No education, no pot to in
Old school, on chrome
Window tinted, pistol
That's the that I come from
In my heart, fear ain't
tall, I can't run from
That wild side, that I on

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

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

All I did was put on
All my old friends get on
Shorty fell out, making diss
Never talk down I get home
Ain't the type of you can shit on
Hundred spokes, brick,
God body, big
That's hard body, Jim
know the sound of how we switch on him
Finna wild out on a Tip
Better a toast, nigga, Tip home
First get the bread, get going
From the land of the lead where spit chrome
Where most never get to live long
They get pissed off, get on
Pistol and stripped, homie
for a minute and they switched on me
Caught them down, tryna bitch 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
Closed lids and dark
Cause hate's never part when you on that wild side

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

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