Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

Talking)
>man, I've thinking
What you've been thinking about
>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, club packed, I'm that
Picking the hoes like a runningback, what up with that?
Ma' (come on ma'), let's break and 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, up with that?
Ma' (come on ma'), break and leave the spot
Before the haters who 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 negative thirty, murphy
And you that, be in strip 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 that, my life saver
Playa hater hater, 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 you want 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 a lot 'cause we makin a lot
I be's that nigga vacant lot
I'm hot, check what you got to get in the spot
I'm takin a before I pull up on the lot
v.i.p. parkin, walked in sparkin
Ain't nobody chargin, feelin a sergeant
They all up, all nines and up
And I make my choice, the nights windin enough
skirt, cornrows, she's fine enough
Dressed in black, black suit and my be black
With a bird on it, my team gon' blow
Nigga, I put my word on it, my team well
That's if I had a on it, no standin in line (who, me? )
My coat got fur on it, I'm a slide in
And I keep a key, ain't no need for no pin
I got sugar daddy 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 limp son, you know, to
I keep it burgged out, your cards right you get some
Call me when ya sayin my name, the lips numb
I'm talkin brains in the 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 call you mr. "
Whichever one just made you came, then that'll be thy
The one they couldn't tame, I ain't from the vain
I'm from the change, the rapper and the chain
The high rise, overlookin and thangs
I can see you're 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 for real", "you fakin" at the same time
Gotta set the game tight some a y'all ain't playin right

(chorus)

(talking)
Ever since 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 know "down, down, baby" shit
>maybe it's nothing changed, 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 with you this shit happens
Once the shit happens, nobody rolls you anymore
Everybody wants to be like, you "fuck him"
You what I'm sayin?
(both) maaaan, is the life!