Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

Talking)
>man, I've thinking
you've been thinking about man?
>ever since grammar done spent seven 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, up with that?
Ma' (come on ma'), let's and leave the spot
Before the haters who fuckin shoot up the parking lot
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 leave the
Before the who ain't fuckin shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the

(murphy lee)
Ay yo, I'm chachee acolla, dirty, I know ya me
'cause I'm forty-eight plus thirty, murphy perverted
And you know that, be in strip clubs where the at
Keep a packed, ay, yella mack, where my dough at?
Herky got my quarter-0 sack and blunt
Quick to rip and rap roll that, my life
Playa hater hater, rhyme maker
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, head
Call me when you finna' break up, you can't a
I take curr (care) a that, it be ok when we 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 'cause we a lot
I be's that nigga like lot
I'm hot, check what you got to get in the spot
I'm a shot before I pull up on the lot
It's v.i.p. parkin, walked in
Ain't nobody chargin, feelin like a
all linin up, all nines and up
And I better make my choice, the windin enough
Long skirt, cornrows, fine enough
Dressed in black, black and my brim be black
With a cardinal on it, my team gon' blow
Nigga, I put my word on it, my team shoots
if I had a curve on it, no standin in line (who, me? )
My got fur on it, I'm a slide right in
And I keep a room key, no need for no pin
I got daddy partyin wit' 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 son, you know, to simpson
I keep it burgged out, play your cards right you get
Call me kane when ya sayin my name, the numb
I'm talkin brains in the of the range, (been done)
I be's like five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, you're gettin crushed by a bum
Be "oh nelly, can I call you mr. hanes? "
Whichever one made you came, then that'll be thy name
The one they couldn't tame, I ain't speakin the vain
I'm speakin the change, the rapper and the chain
The high rise, ducks and thangs
I can see you're fascinated by the trucks and
On q, when she on the tip my man
She must've been a vivrant thang, a thang, ay
All my niggas, if you me let me know, (why? )
Who keep it hotter in the than 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, I fucking go
They all know that "down, down, baby"
>maybe it's nothing changed, it's the other people around them
Everybody else around you changed, I have noticed that, I that
>maybe, maybe...
You just try to do you've been tryin to do from day one
You know, it's like everybody with you until this shit
Once the shit happens, nobody with you anymore
wants to be like, you know "fuck him"
You what I'm sayin?
(both) maaaan, is the life!