Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

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

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

(murphy lee)
Ay yo, I'm chachee acolla, dirty, I ya heard me
'cause I'm forty-eight negative 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 quarter-0 sack and blunt
Quick to rip and rap roll that, my life
hater hater, lunatic rhyme maker
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, head
Call me when you finna' break up, you take a
I take (care) a that, it be ok when we wake up
so I gotta lay-up, no dunkin for me
I sport the ten, ain't no for me
Murphy lee the school boy's what you 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 a lot 'cause we makin a lot
I that nigga like vacant lot
I'm achin hot, check you got to get in the spot
I'm takin a shot I pull up on the lot
v.i.p. parkin, walked in sparkin
Ain't chargin, feelin like a sergeant
They all linin up, all and up
And I better make my choice, the nights windin
Long skirt, cornrows, she's fine
Dressed in black, suit and my brim be black
With a cardinal on it, my team gon' blow
Nigga, I put my word on it, my team shoots
That's if I had a curve on it, no in line (who, me? )
My coat got fur on it, I'm a right in
And I a room key, ain't no need for no pin
I got sugar partyin wit' me, man, bring mo' friends

(chorus)

(nelly)
it
It ain't my fault I was born with country 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 right you get some
Call me kane when ya sayin my name, the lips
I'm brains in the back of the range, (been done)
I be's like only five-ten, one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, you're gettin crushed by a bum
Be like "oh nelly, can I call you mr. "
Whichever one just made you came, then that'll be thy
The one they tame, I ain't speakin from the vain
I'm speakin from the change, the rapper and the
The high rise, overlookin and thangs
I can see fascinated by the trucks 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 it hotter in the night than in the day (I)
"you boys for real", "you fakin" at the time
Gotta set the game tight 'cause some a y'all ain't right

(chorus)

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