Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

Talking)
>man, I've thinking
What you've thinking about man?
>ever since country grammar done spent seven
Millions I you
shit's been crazy
Shit's been fucking crazy, I ya

(chorus - ali & lee)
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, I'm that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, up with that?
Ma' (come on ma'), let's and leave the spot
Before the who ain't fuckin shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the life, packed, I'm lovin that
the best hoes like a runningback, what up with that?
Ma' (come on ma'), break and leave the spot
Before the haters who ain't shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the

(murphy lee)
Ay yo, I'm acolla, dirty, I know ya heard me
'cause I'm forty-eight plus thirty, murphy perverted
And you that, be in strip clubs where the shows at
Keep a show packed, ay, yella mack, where my at?
Herky got my sack and blunt papers
Quick to rip and rap roll that, my saver
Playa hater, lunatic rhyme maker
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, head
me when you finna' break up, you can't take a
I take (care) a that, it be ok when we wake up
Short so I lay-up, no dunkin for me
I sport the ten, ain't no for me
Murphy lee the boy's what you want me to be
So I'm a be that, for six
I'm a l-u-n-a-t-i-c, 'bout to b-l-o-w-u-p,

(chorus)

(kyjuan)
Y'all be hatin a lot 'cause we a lot
I be's that nigga like lot
I'm achin hot, check you got to get in the spot
I'm takin a shot I pull up on the lot
It's v.i.p. parkin, in sparkin
Ain't nobody chargin, like a sergeant
all linin up, all nines and up
And I make my choice, the nights windin enough
Long skirt, cornrows, she's enough
Dressed in black, black and my brim be black
With a bird on it, my team gon' blow
Nigga, I put my word on it, my shoots well
That's if I had a curve on it, no standin in (who, me? )
My coat got fur on it, I'm a slide in
And I keep a room key, no need for no pin
I got sugar daddy wit' me, man, bring mo' friends

(chorus)

(nelly)
it
It ain't my fault I was with country grammar and talk, ma'
No ma', I ain't hurt, just my walk, ma'
Slight son, you know, to simpson
I keep it burgged out, play your cards you get some
Call me kane when ya sayin my name, the lips
I'm talkin brains in the of the range, (been done)
I be's like only five-ten, one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore you're crushed by a bum
Be "oh nelly, can I call you mr. hanes? "
Whichever one just you came, then that'll be thy name
The one they couldn't tame, I ain't from the vain
I'm speakin from the change, the rapper and the
The high rise, overlookin and thangs
I can see you're fascinated by the and thangs
On q, she hopped on the tip my man
She must've been a thang, a vivrant thang, ay
All my niggas, if you me let me know, (why? )
Who keep it hotter in the night in the day (I)
"you boys for real", "you fakin" at the time
set the game tight 'cause some a y'all ain't playin right

(chorus)

(talking)
Ever since that country grammar shit, you know, has been the life
>man, I don't know, been thinking
I man, like, everywhere I fucking go
They all know that "down, down, baby"
>maybe it's nothing changed, the other people around them changing
else around you changed, I have noticed that, I noticed that
>maybe, maybe...
You just try to do what been tryin to do from day one
You know, it's like everybody you until this shit happens
Once the shit happens, nobody rolls you anymore
Everybody to be like, you know "fuck him"
You what I'm sayin?
(both) maaaan, is the life!