Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Nobody - 1 Life 2 Live

Cmon ah ah, what?
Cmon, ah, what? ah,
Cmon, cmon, ah,
Ah, 1 2 live, what?
Ah,

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Live, huh?
Yall cats ready, Im just too much
When I was young, my mamma said I to cuss too much
If I known you twenty years, I dont trust you much
Roll with nuthin but thugs and hustlers,
I dont care if they down
Imma drug without the caps and gowns
I used to have a thing for gats and pounds
And I in my rhymes cuz you cats is clowns

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Smash you down, you down
We yo guns and we blast yo round
the crown to the new female king
This is real dog, you but a lee nail thing

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Like the end of the
We put it all to a and
Chicken and dimes, yeah, they all gon flock
And you go against us and you all flop
When we reign, you gon need than a mop

1 - nobody do it like we do
(what what what what)
nobody do it like we do
(what what what)
nobody do it like we do
(what what what what)
Cant nobody do it yall do
(what what what)

When we spit, yo we never run outta
This is lifeball not football, you outta
Since of you peoples houses I be cruisin around
Slow it cuz I think that Im losing you now
For thats not lost, tell yall hoes to stop
Cuz the union is in here, it up
When they shoot you suppose to
at them by the bar posing drunk
(say )

[babe
We care who we toast in here
We get you for how much you gross year
You not a punk, you suppose to
Better not come out until the is clear

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Totin beer, you hatin, sayin how they get a deal that
But even without rap game I still have cash
My mommy wears a money wiz, Im trickin vickey secret
Just to cover her hair

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[lil
Uh oh, you didnt I was coming
My cant stand for the little man
To without or with bad
I can what chu gon do
Are ya gon play it? are ya gon
The party aint gon start if ya dance
I dont if you leave, but you still be my man
I dont get mad over silly
I say to hell it, say oh well with it
Timbaland is known him make ya move ya feet
dope beats, rhyming sound so unique
His beats are like sean archer and troy
Ya need the same identity to how he soars
Hes the wicked man, the wicked begun
him timbaland the resurrection

Dont try to hide ya fear

Dont ya the set got in ya ear?

This is the love man youre to

His beats are dope, I try to you
nobody see us in the nine eight
Or the nine
(freaky freaky)
Youre
(freaky) youre
(freaky) youre
(hey and guys)
Youre

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Like yall, the
Is the public
Ya do it so
goes out to yall
Quiet storm,
1 2 live
man
Wanna thank
For us
Who we are