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 million
I told you
>that shit's been
Shit's been fucking crazy, I 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'), break and leave the spot
Before the haters who ain't fuckin shoot up the lot
Maaaaaan, is the life, club packed, I'm lovin that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, what up with
Ma' (come on ma'), let's break and leave the
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 know that, be in clubs where the shows at
a show packed, ay, yella mack, where my dough at?
Herky got my quarter-0 sack and blunt
Quick to rip and rap roll that, my saver
hater hater, lunatic rhyme maker
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, maker
Call me when you finna' break up, you take a
I curr (care) a that, it be ok when we wake up
Short so I gotta lay-up, no 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, to b-l-o-w-u-p, c'mon

(chorus)

(kyjuan)
Y'all be hatin a lot we makin a lot
I be's that nigga vacant lot
I'm achin hot, check what you got to get in the
I'm a shot before I pull up on the lot
v.i.p. parkin, walked in sparkin
Ain't nobody chargin, feelin like a
They all up, all nines and up
And I make my choice, the nights windin enough
Long skirt, cornrows, fine enough
Dressed in black, black suit and my brim be
With a cardinal bird on it, my team blow
Nigga, I put my on it, my team shoots well
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 keep a room key, no need for no pin
I got sugar daddy partyin wit' me, man, bring mo'

(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'
limp son, you know, to simpson
I keep it out, play your cards right you get some
Call me kane ya sayin my name, the lips numb
I'm talkin in the back of the range, (been done)
I be's like only five-ten, one-seven-one
But if you close eyes, swore you're gettin crushed by a bum
Be like "oh nelly, can I you mr. hanes? "
Whichever one just made you came, then be thy name
The one they couldn't tame, I ain't speakin from the
I'm speakin from the change, the and the chain
The high rise, overlookin ducks and
I can see fascinated by the trucks and thangs
On q, when she on the tip my man
She must've 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 boys for real", "you fakin" at the time
Gotta set the game tight 'cause some a y'all playin right

(chorus)

(talking)
since that country grammar shit, you know, this 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 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 everybody with you until this shit happens
Once the happens, nobody rolls with you anymore
Everybody wants to be like, you "fuck him"
You what I'm sayin?
(both) maaaan, is the life!