Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

Talking)
>man, I've thinking
What you've been about man?
>ever since country grammar done spent million
I told you
>that shit's crazy
Shit's 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
the haters who ain't fuckin shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, I'm that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, what up that?
Ma' (come on ma'), let's break and the spot
Before the haters who ain't shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, is the life

(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 strip clubs where the at
Keep a show packed, ay, yella mack, my dough at?
Herky got my quarter-0 sack and papers
to rip and rap roll 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 lay-up, no dunkin for me
I the ten, ain't no puntin 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, 'bout to b-l-o-w-u-p,

(chorus)

(kyjuan)
be hatin a lot 'cause we makin a lot
I that nigga like vacant lot
I'm achin hot, check what you got to get in the
I'm takin a shot before I up on the lot
v.i.p. parkin, walked in sparkin
Ain't nobody chargin, like a sergeant
They all linin up, all and up
And I better make my choice, the nights enough
Long skirt, cornrows, she's fine
Dressed in black, black suit and my be black
With a cardinal bird on it, my team gon'
Nigga, I put my word on it, my shoots well
That's if I had a curve on it, no standin in (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 sugar daddy wit' me, man, bring mo' friends

(chorus)

(nelly)
it
It ain't my fault I was born country grammar and talk, ma'
No ma', I ain't hurt, just my walk, ma'
limp 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 lips
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, you're gettin crushed by a bum
Be like "oh nelly, can I you mr. hanes? "
Whichever one just you came, then that'll be thy name
The one they tame, I ain't speakin from the vain
I'm from the change, the rapper 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 been a vivrant thang, a vivrant thang, ay
All my niggas, if you me let me know, (why? )
Who keep it in the night than in the day (I)
"you boys for real", "you fakin" at the same
Gotta set the game 'cause 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
>maybe it's nothing changed, it's the people around them changing
Everybody else around you changed, I have that, I noticed that
>maybe, maybe...
You just try to do what you've been tryin to do day one
You know, it's like with you until this shit happens
Once the shit happens, nobody with you anymore
Everybody to be like, you know "fuck him"
You know what I'm
(both) maaaan, is the life!