Luyện nghe bài hát Dis is Da Life

Talking)
>man, been thinking
What you've been thinking man?
>ever since country grammar spent seven million
Millions I you
>that been crazy
been fucking crazy, I tell ya

(chorus - ali & lee)
Maaaaaan, is the life, club packed, I'm lovin that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, what up with
Ma' (come on ma'), break and leave the spot
Before the haters who ain't fuckin up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, I'm that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, up with that?
Ma' (come on ma'), let's and leave the spot
Before the haters who fuckin shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, is the life

(murphy lee)
Ay yo, I'm chachee acolla, dirty, I know ya me
I'm forty-eight plus 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 blunt
to rip and rap roll that, my life saver
Playa hater hater, rhyme maker
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, head
Call me when you finna' up, you can't take a
I take curr (care) a that, it be ok we wake up
Short so I gotta lay-up, no 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, to b-l-o-w-u-p, c'mon

(chorus)

(kyjuan)
Y'all be hatin a lot we makin a lot
I be's nigga like vacant lot
I'm achin hot, what you got to get in the spot
I'm a shot before I pull up on the lot
It's v.i.p. parkin, in sparkin
Ain't chargin, feelin like a sergeant
They all up, all nines and up
And I better make my choice, the windin enough
skirt, cornrows, she's fine enough
Dressed in black, suit and my brim be black
With a cardinal 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 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 partyin wit' me, man, bring mo'

(chorus)

(nelly)
it
It ain't my fault I was born with country and talk, ma'
No ma', I ain't hurt, that's my walk, ma'
Slight son, you know, to simpson
I keep it burgged out, your cards right you get some
Call me kane when ya sayin my name, the lips
I'm talkin brains in the of the range, (been done)
I be's only five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore you're gettin by a bum
Be like "oh nelly, can I call you mr. "
Whichever one made you came, then that'll be thy name
The one they couldn't tame, I ain't speakin the vain
I'm speakin the change, the rapper and the chain
The high rise, overlookin ducks and
I can see you're by the trucks and thangs
On q, she hopped 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 keep it hotter in the 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, everywhere I go
all know that "down, down, baby" shit
>maybe it's nothing changed, it's the other people around them
Everybody around you changed, I have noticed that, I noticed that
>maybe, maybe...
You just try to do what you've been 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 wants to be like, you "fuck him"
You what I'm sayin?
(both) maaaan, is the life!