Luyện nghe bài hát Days of Our Lives

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Yo how the days of your go Com?
I'm just tryin' to be, that's it? Stayin' focused so my is free
Watch the problems of the world go by like
If tomorrow come now, it might be too soon too soon, too

I to boom into the back of the truck
nuttin' matter with a good dude, havin' into the block
With on my mind, I'm on the grind, it pays
We it down in these three ways, yo

days, I travel the Maze like Frank Beverly
To the East, lookin' for of a better me
Responsibility of my man's felony on me
Celebrity status, make 'em I got celery

and I do sometimes, still the sun shining even all day
The life of a baller, even all play
I stack 'em, so the chips fall where they
I ain't far from a Benz, or on the bus

Even I don't have enough, still in God I trust
Said baby you're a
Said, I'm on the car, seen the jiggiest of
Become dust, and one love lust for the papers

Had you now that gas became vapors
Tricked your cash on ice, should a had
Now your, fell like the Lakers
So you're to your maker

It's the nature of the business, they givin' inches
Takin' miles and mules, it's the wildest
I'm tryin' to walk in the black scent of proudest
music that crowds can use

Yo how the days of life go, Dave?
sunshine and shade, that's it?
Tinted window and Kool-Aid
Watch the of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow now that might be too soon, too soon?

I want twenty-four on these
Put the engine and the bus on these
I get that first class to escape the days
We it down in these three ways

Check the life I got that antidote, cantaloupe scent, back
In the sun froze, put your flick on pause and pop a cork
There's no occasion nigga it's just
I'm for a hell of a day

Get these filets on hot charcoal tracks, so black
Darko Pecoltrane plays back
We then freedom fight kids who gon' ball and fists
If y'all down for the struggle, c'mon y'all,

Everyday script, I exercise
on the bar, I exercise speak
It's been a long time, Isle's on the map
While y'all on the corner, stoned like Chris[Incomprehensible]

Kiss back, watchin' time back
Every second count but just this lap
You gamble on your like casino slots
And cash out and still walk with a

Yo how the days of your goes, Merce?
Man I'm just my head that's it?
Shit, I'm also to hold this bread
Watch the problems of the world go by balloons
If come now it might be too soon, too soon?

I furnished the and mortgage on these
See them quittin' ass rappers caused a on these
The soul boys of big illa-noyz get the
We break it down in three ways

My moms died from secondhand smoke so I yo' ass would die
them secondhand rhymes you wrote
Or shall I call them second rhymes written 'fore
You enter the both words thrown together with very little

And a select few can do it true you ain't part of them
And got the nerve to you want me out the picture
But I was never in it, I'm the around the flick
Or dishin' in the of your dame around my dick

Ladies and gentlemen, introducin'
One of L.I.'s finest, and this is my
Which is with bad minutes and good hours
And, good months and bad and with my peers

We struggle to the shit
life and the music game don't easily fit
My lady wants me home, sayin rap tour, three rap
And of scandal, even more than we can handle

Sometimes, the I say
Is the fly the to save the day
Can't turn it away, we out
To find presence way our measure, so baby don't pout

pout, De La Soul now turn it out
Don't pout, Sense'll turn it out
Don't