Luyện nghe bài hát Earl That's Yo' Life

Earl, Mayne?
It's yo' potnah Dawg
You we come a long way baby
From the up

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

I come where they pop they collars
And couldn't be saved by Creflo
'Cause I'll probably ever see the pearly gates
At the rate I'm now, it'll be too late

Take life it, get on and smell it
You know what Charlie is, well it's sucker
I spray myself with it morning, you dig?
I spray myself right before I the crib

Hot ones echo the ghetto, bullets ricochet
I'm corners in my Cadillac escalate
It's summertime and I'm scorchin', fuck a
I'm hella keyed and I'm perkin' off num-num juice

I'm in the traffic with my music on
Got a ticket just for my, horn
The real, pinkie ring, cut
Carats on, my neck

Lookin' like clones, be at yo' best
We don't play no more, we play chess
One trey tri trey double
H I L sideshow

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

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

up out the game
The realest you done talked to all day
It's the dry season, the po'-po's
birdies in the kitchen, with C-bo

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

[Incomprehensible] next walkie talkies
I'm the one that them faulty chips
I got the of gab, I'm off the choo choo track
I want the fetti, the fame, y'all can have that

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

Earl, yo' life
Oh Earl, yo' life
Earl, yo' life
Oh Earl, yo' life

The life, ballin' outta control
My dollar spot, way too cold
So record haters, my back against the wall
I was growin' up I seen a lot of rappers ball

Bring the yellow tape, on, on sight
You wanna squash the Shoot me a peace kite
Where the party at? Who got that Rossi?
Who in my drinkin' club? Girl I'm 'bout to mob

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

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

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

You know I said
you say pimpin'?
Short
Short

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

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

So far, can't do this
Can't do
Not like
Uh-huh, nah

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