Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

Talking)
>man, been thinking
What you've been thinking about
>ever since country grammar done spent million
Millions I you
>that shit's been
been fucking crazy, I tell 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'), break and leave the spot
Before the haters who ain't shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, I'm lovin
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 fuckin shoot up the lot
Maaaaaan, is the life

(murphy lee)
Ay yo, I'm chachee acolla, dirty, I know ya me
'cause I'm forty-eight plus negative thirty, perverted
And you know that, be in strip clubs the shows at
a show packed, ay, yella mack, where my dough at?
Herky got my sack and blunt papers
Quick to rip and rap roll that, my life
Playa hater hater, rhyme maker
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, maker
Call me you finna' break up, you can't take a
I take curr (care) a that, it be ok when we up
Short so I lay-up, no dunkin 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 nigga like lot
I'm achin hot, check what you got to get in the
I'm takin a before I pull up on the lot
It's v.i.p. parkin, walked in
nobody chargin, feelin like a sergeant
They all linin up, all and up
And I better make my choice, the windin enough
Long skirt, cornrows, she's fine
in black, black suit and my brim be black
With a bird on it, my team gon' blow
Nigga, I put my word on it, my team well
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 a room key, ain't no need for no pin
I got sugar daddy partyin wit' me, man, mo' friends

(chorus)

(nelly)
it
It ain't my I was born with country grammar and talk, ma'
No ma', I ain't hurt, just my walk, ma'
Slight limp son, you know, to
I keep it burgged out, play your cards you get some
Call me kane when ya my name, the lips numb
I'm talkin in the back of the range, (been done)
I be's only five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you your eyes, swore you're gettin crushed by a bum
Be "oh nelly, can I call you mr. hanes? "
one just made you came, then that'll be thy name
The one they couldn't tame, I ain't speakin the vain
I'm speakin from the change, the rapper and the
The high rise, ducks and thangs
I can see fascinated by the trucks and thangs
On q, she hopped on the tip my man
She been a vivrant 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 for real", "you fakin" at the same time
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, been thinking
I man, like, everywhere I fucking go
They all that "down, down, baby" shit
>maybe it's nothing changed, it's the other people around changing
Everybody else 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 with you until shit happens
Once the shit happens, rolls with you anymore
wants to be like, you know "fuck him"
You know I'm sayin?
(both) maaaan, is the life!