Luyện nghe bài hát Earl That's Yo' Life

Earl, Mayne?
yo' potnah Short Dawg
You know we come a way baby
the ground up

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

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

Take life taste it, get on and it
You know what Charlie is, well sucker repellent
I spray myself with it morning, you dig?
I spray myself before I leave the crib

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

I'm in the traffic with my on storm
Got a just for blowin' my, horn
The real, ring, princess cut
Carats on, around my

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

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 account got to be
on my wrists and shit, tycoon stickin' to the script, beotch

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

up out the game
The nigga you done talked to all day
It's the dry season, outsmart the
Cookin' birdies in the kitchen, with

From nappy, everybody know me
Used to taffy, white girl nasal candy
Hoes'll dress tacky, just so I can they dome
'em make them think I'm broke
Use the dope game as a stone

next steal walkie talkies
I'm the one really-natin' them faulty chips
I got the of gab, I'm off the choo choo track
I want the fetti, fuck the fame, y'all can that

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You know I said
What'd you say
Short
Deezy

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

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

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

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