Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

Talking)
>man, I've been
What you've been about man?
>ever country grammar done spent seven million
Millions I you
>that shit's crazy
Shit's been fucking crazy, I ya

(chorus - ali & lee)
Maaaaaan, this is the life, packed, I'm lovin that
Picking the best hoes 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, this is the life, packed, I'm lovin that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, what up with
Ma' (come on ma'), let's break and 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 ya heard me
I'm forty-eight plus negative thirty, murphy perverted
And you know that, be in clubs where the shows at
Keep a show packed, ay, yella mack, where my at?
got my quarter-0 sack and blunt papers
Quick to rip and rap roll that, my saver
Playa hater hater, rhyme maker
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, maker
me when you finna' break up, you can't take a
I take curr (care) a that, it be ok we wake up
so I gotta lay-up, no dunkin for me
I sport the ten, 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 that nigga 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
v.i.p. parkin, walked in sparkin
Ain't nobody chargin, feelin a sergeant
They all up, all nines and up
And I better my choice, the nights windin enough
skirt, cornrows, she's fine enough
Dressed in black, black suit and my brim be
With a cardinal bird on it, my gon' blow
Nigga, I put my word on it, my shoots well
That's if I had a on it, no standin 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 me, man, bring mo' friends

(chorus)

(nelly)
it
It ain't my I was born with country grammar and talk, ma'
No ma', I hurt, that's just my walk, ma'
limp son, you know, to simpson
I keep it burgged out, play your cards right you get
me kane when ya sayin my name, the lips numb
I'm talkin in the back of the range, (been done)
I be's like five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore you're crushed by a bum
Be "oh nelly, can I call you mr. hanes? "
Whichever one just made you came, that'll be thy name
The one they couldn't tame, I ain't from the vain
I'm speakin from the change, the and the chain
The high rise, overlookin ducks and
I can see you're fascinated by the and thangs
On q, when she 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 keep it hotter in the night in the day (I)
"you boys for real", "you fakin" at the same
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 don't know, been thinking
I don't man, like, I fucking go
They all that "down, down, baby" shit
it's nothing changed, it's the other people around them changing
Everybody around you changed, I have noticed that, I noticed 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 this shit happens
Once the shit happens, rolls with you anymore
Everybody to be like, you know "fuck him"
You know what I'm
(both) maaaan, is the life!