Luyện nghe bài hát Dis Is Da Life

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

[Chorus - Ali & Lee]
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, I'm lovin
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, packed, I'm lovin that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, up with that?
Ma' (come on ma'), let's break and leave the
the haters who ain't fuckin shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the

Lee]
Ay yo, I'm Acolla, dirty, I know ya heard me
'Cause I'm forty-eight plus thirty, Murphy perverted
And you know that, be in strip 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 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 when we up
Short so I lay-up, no dunkin for me
I sport the ten, ain't no 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 a lot 'cause we makin a lot
I be's that 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
It's V.I.P. parkin, 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 and my brim be black
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 curve on it, no standin in (who, me?)
My coat got fur on it, I'm a slide in
And I keep a room key, no need for no pin
I got Sugar Daddy partyin wit' me, man, mo' friends

it
It my fault I was born with Country Grammar 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, play cards right you get some
Call me Kane when ya my name, the lips numb
I'm brains in the back of the Range, (been done)
I be's like only five-ten, one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore gettin crushed by a bum
Be like "oh Nelly, can I 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 trucks and
On Q, when she 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 for real", "you fakin" at the same time
Gotta set the game 'cause some a y'all ain't playin right

Ever since that Country Grammar shit, you know, 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 it's nothing changed, the other people around them changing
else around you changed, I have noticed that, I noticed that
Maybe, maybe...
You just try to do what you've tryin to do from day one
You know, it's like everybody with you until this happens
the shit happens, nobody rolls with you anymore
Everybody to be like, you know "fuck him"
You know I'm sayin?
(both) Maaaan, is the life!