Luyện nghe bài hát Best Days Of Our Life

(Chrous)
Best of our life, Best Days of our life,
Best Days of our life, Best of our life,
days, Days of our life, of our life

(Verse 1- XV)
Flight, so I'm red
on the Jedi, I'm
Laying down flows, putting on bedtime
Give me my set time, and go rep mine
Bars on fed time, cars on red
I be in the poems hoping the psychic read minds
Was all the way right, no turning signs
Tell them girls that this Don named
So you can touch me all you want, baby that's
Grab a camera ain't no what you finna see
With this boy from the century
I told her I don't a photographic memory
So take a pic and give me memories
as long as ? be
Now she on my linens sheets, F'ing me like
It's a cold world, luckily I skis
Cameras out for the end of
This be the

(Chrous)
Best of our life, Best Days of our life,
Best of our life, Best Days of our life,
Best days, Days of our life, of our

(Verse 2- XV)
Your man's life as life as Ben Sties
She wanna with a nerdy nigga that spits rhymes
Buzz so big you would think that been signed
I'm going big time, it Big Ben time
it God was the I.T. god
Flow so vain, that they call them I.V.
Was in IB now, look I be ma
to be posted on the corner like street signs
Wishing that my TV had a rewind
But the shot will be fine
I know its gonna take me time to this hood behind
And turn that Nissan to a hood with B sign
or play on, Dookie roll chain on
Riding on my way home, Dookie by bay on
While ya'll check ESPN for game on
I'm taking a flick at what ya'll on
This is

(Chrous)
Days of our life, Best Days of our life,
Best Days of our life, Days of our life,
Best days, Days of our life, of our

(Verse 3- Donnis)
Man I love this life, I leave
I remember when my niggas to make-believe
We took them dreams and them with a little weed
And a toast with a cup full of memories
And blackout like and Black T
Haha, OD, OD
That's what she's saying when she got her on me
Way out here in Japan 15 grand on me
I think she wanna me
I she do but first she gotta learn to suck dick
So she gonna watch a girl blow me a trumpet
I'm a man bitch, I on my Donald Trump shit
So these the best days
90 degree weather, up, no Sketchers
Hit me with Febreeze, I get no fresher
I'm think I'm on a bill, if I feel much better

(Chrous)