Luyện nghe bài hát Days of Our Lives

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

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

These days, I travel the Maze Frank Beverly
To the East, for pieces of a better me
Responsibility of my man's fell on me
Celebrity status, make 'em think I got

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

Even when I don't enough, still in God I trust
Said baby a star
Said, I'm on the car, seen the of stars
dust, and one love become lust for the papers

Had you now that gas became vapors
Tricked your on ice, should a had acres
Now your, empire fell the Lakers
So talkin' to your maker

It's the nature of the business, they niggaz inches
Takin' and mules, it's the wildest rules
I'm tryin' to walk in the scent of proudest shoes
Makin' music crowds can use

Yo how the days of your go, Dave?
With sunshine and shade, it?
Tinted window grades and
the problems 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 pinto engine and the bus on
I get that first seat to escape the days
We break it down in these ways

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

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

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

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

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

I furnished the rooms and on these
See them quittin' ass rappers a shortage on these
The soul of big illa-noyz get the praise
We break it in these three ways

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

And a select few can do it true you part of them scriptures
And got the to feel you want me out the picture
But I was never in it, I'm the frame 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
is filled with bad minutes and good hours
And, good months and bad years and with my

We struggle to the shit
Family life and the music don't easily fit
My wants me home, sayin rap tour, three rap whores
And scores of scandal, even more 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 beyond our measure, so baby pout

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