Luyện nghe bài hát Earl That's Yo' Life

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

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

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

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

Hot ones echo through the ghetto, ricochet
I'm corners in my Cadillac escalate
It's summertime and I'm scorchin', 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 just for blowin' my, horn
The real, ring, princess cut
Carats on, my neck

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

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

Straight up out the
The realest you done talked to all day
It's the dry season, the po'-po's
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
Bank 'em make them I'm broke
Use the dope game as a stone

[Incomprehensible] next walkie talkies
I'm the one that really-natin' them faulty
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 and businesses
All about my fetti-oh, account got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit, you can't stop e-feezy

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

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

Bring the yellow tape, it's on, on
You wanna squash the funk? Shoot me a 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',
From sardines and
I the game in the eye, the game looked at me back
me to sell my triple beam, and start rap

All my fetti-oh, one-time want 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, tycoon to the script, beotch

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

You know what I
you say pimpin'?
Short
Deezy

Oh I ride my potnah
Nigga I ride you too pimpin'
them woofers like this
Boom boom boom!!

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

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

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