Luyện nghe bài hát Earl That's Yo' Life

Earl, whassup
It's yo' potnah Dawg
You know we come a way baby
the ground up

Oh they love the way us players
No doubt, that's how we do
all about you Mayne
It's yo' life, let 'em know

I come from where pop they collars
And couldn't be saved by Dollar
'Cause probably never ever see the pearly gates
At the rate I'm goin' now, it'll be too

life taste it, get on and smell it
You what Charlie is, well it's sucker repellent
I spray myself with it every morning, you
I spray myself right before I leave the

Hot ones echo through the ghetto, ricochet
I'm bendin' in my Cadillac escalate
summertime and I'm scorchin', fuck a bulletproof
I'm hella keyed and I'm perkin' off num-num juice

I'm in the with my music on storm
Got a ticket just for blowin' my,
The real, pinkie ring, cut
on, around my neck

Lookin' like some clones, be at yo'
We don't play checkers no more, we play
One tri trey double [Incomprehensible]
H I double L

All my fetti-oh, one-time want to see me fold
ob-vious I'm humongous, acres cars and businesses
All about my fetti-oh, bank got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit, tycoon to the script, beotch

Earl, yo' life
Oh Earl, that's yo'
Earl, that's yo'
Oh Earl, that's yo'

Straight up out the
The realest nigga you talked to all day
the dry season, outsmart the po'-po's
Cookin' in the kitchen, with C-bo

From livin' nappy, know me
Used to sell taffy, girl nasal candy
Hoes'll dress tacky, so I can bank they dome
Bank 'em make them think I'm
Use the dope game as a steppin'

[Incomprehensible] next steal walkie
I'm the one really-natin' them faulty chips
I got the gift of gab, I'm off the choo choo
I want the fetti, the fame, y'all can have that

All about my fetti-oh, one-time want to see me
It's ob-vious I'm humongous, acres cars and
All my fetti-oh, bank account got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit, you can't stop beotch

Earl, yo' life
Oh Earl, yo' life
Earl, yo' life
Oh Earl, that's yo'

The street life, ballin' control
My million spot, way too cold
So many record haters, my against the wall
When I was up I seen a lot of rappers ball

Bring the yellow tape, it's on, on
You squash the funk? Shoot me a peace kite
Where the at? Who got that Carlos Rossi?
Who in my club? Girl I'm 'bout to mob somebody

I'm fee-ed-exin',
sardines and [Incomprehensible]
I looked the game in the eye, the game at me back
Told me to my triple beam, and start rap

All about my fetti-oh, want to see me fold
ob-vious I'm humongous, acres cars and businesses
All about my fetti-oh, account got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit, tycoon stickin' to the script,

Earl, that's yo'
Oh Earl, yo' life
Earl, that's yo'
Oh Earl, that's yo'

You know what I
you say pimpin'?
Dawg
Short

Oh I ride with my
Nigga I ride you too pimpin'
Bumpin' woofers like this
Boom boom boom!!

Can't smell this funk, we been this
Been it
You know I love these new man
I when they get on that paper chase
Right, right,

So far, they do this
do this
Not like
Uh-huh, nah

We talkin' and mansions
Limousines,
Got to keep these dancin'
Got to keep 'em dancin', dirty
Bitches us
They us, what they do?
They us
That's right