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

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