Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

Talking)
>man, I've thinking
What you've been thinking about
>ever since country grammar done spent million
I told you
>that shit's been
Shit's fucking crazy, I tell ya

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

(murphy lee)
Ay yo, I'm chachee acolla, dirty, I know ya me
I'm forty-eight plus negative thirty, murphy perverted
And you that, be in strip clubs where the shows at
Keep a show packed, ay, yella mack, my dough at?
Herky got my sack and blunt papers
Quick to rip and rap that, my life saver
Playa hater hater, lunatic rhyme
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, maker
Call me when you finna' break up, you take a
I take (care) a that, it be ok when we wake up
Short so I gotta lay-up, no for me
I the ten, ain't no puntin for me
Murphy lee the school 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 we makin a lot
I be's that 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
It's v.i.p. parkin, in sparkin
Ain't nobody chargin, feelin like a
They all linin up, all and up
And I better my choice, the nights windin enough
Long skirt, cornrows, fine enough
Dressed in black, suit and my brim be black
With a cardinal bird on it, my team blow
Nigga, I put my word on it, my team well
That's if I had a curve on it, no in line (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 partyin me, man, bring mo' friends

(chorus)

(nelly)
it
It ain't my fault I was born with grammar and talk, ma'
No ma', I ain't hurt, just my walk, ma'
Slight limp son, you know, to
I keep it out, play your cards 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, weighin
But if you close your eyes, swore you're 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 couldn't tame, I ain't speakin from the vain
I'm speakin from the change, the rapper and the
The high rise, overlookin ducks and
I can see you're by the trucks and thangs
On q, when she 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 same
Gotta set the game tight 'cause some a ain't playin right

(chorus)

(talking)
Ever since that country grammar shit, you know, has been the life
>man, I don't know, I've thinking
I don't man, like, everywhere I go
They all that "down, down, baby" shit
>maybe it's changed, it's 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 you've 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 know I'm sayin?
(both) maaaan, is the life!