Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

Talking)
>man, I've been
you've been thinking about man?
>ever since grammar done spent seven million
Millions I 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 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 up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, I'm lovin
Picking the best like a runningback, what up with that?
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 know ya 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, mack, where my dough at?
Herky got my sack and blunt papers
Quick to rip and rap roll that, my life
Playa hater hater, lunatic maker
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, head
Call me when you finna' up, you can't take a
I curr (care) a that, it be ok when we wake up
so I gotta lay-up, no dunkin for me
I the ten, ain't no puntin for me
lee the school boy's what 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 hatin a lot we makin a lot
I be's that like vacant lot
I'm hot, check what you got to get in the spot
I'm a shot before I pull up on the lot
v.i.p. parkin, walked in sparkin
Ain't chargin, feelin like a sergeant
all linin up, all nines and up
And I better make my choice, the windin enough
Long skirt, cornrows, she's fine
Dressed in 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 shoots
That's if I had a curve on it, no in line (who, me? )
My got fur on it, I'm a slide right in
And I keep a room key, ain't no 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 country and talk, ma'
No ma', I hurt, that's 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 brains in the back of the range, (been done)
I be's only five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore gettin crushed by a bum
Be like "oh nelly, can I call you mr. "
one just made you came, then that'll be thy name
The one they couldn't tame, I ain't speakin from the
I'm from the change, the rapper and the chain
The high rise, overlookin and thangs
I can see you're fascinated by the trucks and
On q, when she on the tip my man
She must've been a vivrant thang, a 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 some a y'all ain't playin right

(chorus)

(talking)
since that 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
all know that "down, down, baby" shit
>maybe it's nothing changed, the other people around them changing
Everybody else 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, nobody with you anymore
Everybody wants to be like, you "fuck him"
You know what I'm
(both) maaaan, is the life!