Luyện nghe bài hát Dis Is Da Life

Man, I've thinking
you've been thinking about man?
Ever since Country Grammar done seven million
I told you
That shit's crazy
been frucking crazy, I tell ya

[Chorus - Ali & Murphy
Maaaaaan, this is the life, packed, I'm lovin 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 ain't fuckin 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 and leave the spot
Before the haters who ain't fuckin shoot up the lot
Maaaaaan, is the life

[Murphy
Ay yo, I'm Acolla, dirty, I know ya heard me
I'm forty-eight plus negative thirty, Murphy perverted
And you that, be in strip clubs where the shows at
Keep a show packed, ay, Mack, where my dough at?
Herky got my quarter-0 and blunt papers
to rip and rap roll that, my life saver
Playa hater hater, Lunatic rhyme
I'm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, head
Call me when you finna' break up, you take a
I take curr (care) a that, it be ok when we up
Short so I 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, 'bout to B-L-O-W-U-P,

Y'all be hatin a lot 'cause we a lot
I be's nigga like Vacant Lot
I'm achin hot, check what you got to get in the
I'm takin a shot I pull up on the lot
It's V.I.P. parkin, walked in
Ain't nobody chargin, feelin a sergeant
They all linin up, all and up
And I better make my choice, the nights windin
skirt, cornrows, she's fine enough
Dressed in black, black suit and my brim be
With a Cardinal bird on it, my team gon'
Nigga, I put my word on it, my team well
That's if I had a curve on it, no in line (who, me?)
My coat got fur on it, I'm a right in
And I keep a room key, ain't no for no pin
I got Sugar Daddy partyin me, man, bring mo' friends

it
It ain't my fault I was born with Country and talk, ma'
No ma', I ain't hurt, just my walk, ma'
limp son, you know, to Simpson
I it burgged out, play your cards right you get some
Call me Kane when ya my name, the lips numb
I'm talkin in the back of the Range, (been done)
I be's like only five-ten, weighin
But if you close your eyes, swore gettin crushed by a bum
Be "oh Nelly, can I call you Mr. Hanes?"
Whichever one just you came, then that'll be thy name
The one they couldn't tame, I ain't speakin 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 trucks and
On Q, she hopped 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 keep it hotter in the night 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

Ever since that Country shit, you know, this has been the life
Man, I know, I've been thinking
I man, like, everywhere I fucking go
all know that "down, down, baby" shit
Maybe nothing changed, it's the other people around them changing
Everybody else around you changed, I 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 rolls with you
wants to be like, you know "fuck him"
You know I'm sayin?
(both) Maaaan, is the life!