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, yeah
Yall cats ready, Im just too much
When I was young, my mamma said I used to too much
If I aint you twenty years, I dont trust you much
with nuthin but thugs and hustlers, yeah
I dont care if crackin down
Imma drug graduate the caps and gowns
I used to have a thing for buying gats and
And I laugh in my cuz you cats is clowns

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Smash you down, you down
We yo guns and we blast yo round
Pass the crown to the new female
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 heads and dimes, yeah, they all gon
And you go against us and you all flop
When we reign, you gon need more a mop

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

When we spit, yo we run outta rounds
This is lifeball not football, you outta
Since some of you houses I be cruisin around
Slow it down cuz I think Im losing you now
For those thats not lost, tell hoes to stop
Cuz the is in here, toast it up
When they shoot you to duck
Look at them by the bar posing
(say )

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

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

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[lil
Uh oh, you didnt I was coming
My people cant stand for the man
To rock without or bad
I can determine chu gon do
Are ya gon it? are ya gon move?
The party aint gon if ya dont dance
I dont if you leave, but you still be my man
I dont get mad over pettyness
I say to with it, say oh well with it
is known watch him make ya move ya feet
Make beats, rhyming sound so unique
His beats are like sean and caster troy
Ya need the same to find how he soars
Hes the wicked man, the wicked just
him timbaland the resurrection

Dont try to from ya fear

Dont ya the set got in ya ear?

This is the man youre talking to

His are dope, I try to tell you
Cant see us in the nine eight
Or the nine
(freaky freaky)
late
(freaky) late
(freaky) youre
(hey and guys)
Youre

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Like yall, the
Is the public
Ya do it so
This out to yall
storm, z-man
1 2 live
man
Wanna yall
For us
Who we are