🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: My Life (ft. Lil' Wayne) - The Game

 [Intro]
 
 *breathing*
 *dog barking*
 *gun shot  glass break*
 
 [The Game]
 Punk ass mothafucka, get  ass up
 What chu was goin do? Kill me  my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
 Tupac, Biggie! shut  fuck up! fucking dogs barking and shit
 
 [Punk  Motherfucker]
 Don’t shoot!
 Don’t shoot!
 
 *gun shot*
 
 [The Game]
  You Nigga!
 
 [Chorus:  Wayne]
 And I’m  til I’m tired
 They say "You  grindin’ til you tired"
  I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide
  to find
 A way
 Through  day
 A life
 For  night
 Dear Lord, you’ve done took so many of  people but I’m just wonderin’ why
 You haven’t taken (my  x3)
  what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
  Life x3)
 
  1: The Game]
 Take me away from the hood like a state 
 Take me away from the hood  the casket or a Bentley
 Take me 
 Like  overdosed on cocaine
 Or take  away like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine
 Suicide (Suicide..suicide..)
 I'm from a  City, like "Do or Die"
 From a block close  where Biggie was crucified
 That was Brooklyn's 
  for no fuckin' reason
 And you wonder  Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3)
  that's Jesus people
 And  Game, he's the equal
 Hated on so much,  Passion of Christ" need a sequel
 Yeah, like  needed Sigel
 Like  needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3)
 I need some meditation, so  can leave my people
 They  “Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
 And  every hood nigga feed off evil?
 Answer my  before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ 
 And I’m  til I’m tired
 They  "You ain’t grindin’ til you tired"
 So I’m grindin’ with my  wide
 Looking to 
 A way
  the day
 A life
 For the 
 Dear Lord, you’ve done took so many of my people but  just wonderin’ why
 You haven’t  (my life? x3)
 Like what the hell am I (doing  x3)
 (My Life 
 
  2: The Game]
 We are not the same, I  a Martian
 So approach my Phantom doors  caution (caution...caution)
 You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned 
 And I ain't no  but here's my Erick Sermon
 So  this black music, and tell me how it taste, now?
 And fuck  Jackson cause it ain't about race, now
 Sometimes I think  my life with my face down
 Then I see my sons and put on that  smile (My Life x3)
  I know his momma's proud
 And since you helped  sell my dream, we can share my momma now
 And like MJB,  More Drama" now
 Livin’ the good  me and Common on common ground
 I spit crack and niggas could drive it  town
 Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never  bounds
 My life used to be empty like  glock without a round
 Now my  full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots)
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ 
 And I’m grindin’  I’m tired
 They say "You ain’t  'til you tired"
 So I’m grindin’  my eyes wide
 Looking to 
 A way
 Through  day
 A life
 For  night
 Dear Lord you’ve done took so many of my people but  just wonderin’ why
 You haven’t taken (my life? 
 Like  the hell am I (doing right? x3)
 (My Life 
 
  3: The Game]
 Walk through the gates of Hell,  my Impala parked in front
 The  beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
 Listening to the "Chronic" album,  backwards
 Shootin’ at pictures  Don Imus for target practice
 My mind fucked  so I cover it with a Raider hood
 I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge 
  my grandmother pray for good
 And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could  Life x3)
 Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the 
 They took so many of  niggas, that I should hate the hood
 But it's real niggas like me,  make the hood
 Ridin' slow  that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3)
 With  top back
 In my Sox 
 I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't  that
 Even if they brought the nigga  back
 I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked 
 
 [Chorus:  Wayne]
 And  grindin’ til I’m tired
 They say  ain’t grindin’ til you tired"
 So I’m grindin’ with my eyes 
 Looking to 
 A way
 Through the 
 A life
 For the 
 Dear Lord you’ve  took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why
 You haven’t taken  life x3)
 Like  the hell am I (doing right? x3)
  Life x3)
  Life x3)
  Life x3)
 (My  x3)