Luyện nghe bài hát Earl That's Yo' Life

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lookin' like clones, be at yo' best
We play checkers no more, we play chess
One trey tri trey double
H I double L

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

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

up out the game
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
to sell taffy, white girl nasal candy
Hoes'll tacky, just so I can bank they dome
Bank 'em make think I'm broke
Use the dope game as a steppin'

[Incomprehensible] next walkie talkies
I'm the one that them faulty chips
I got the gift of gab, I'm off the choo choo
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 cars and
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, that's yo'
Earl, yo' life
Oh Earl, that's yo'

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

Bring the tape, it's on, on sight
You wanna the funk? Shoot me a peace kite
Where the party at? Who got Carlos Rossi?
Who in my drinkin' club? 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 my fetti-oh, one-time want to see me fold
It's ob-vious I'm humongous, cars and businesses
All about my fetti-oh, bank account got to be
Diamonds on my wrists and shit, tycoon to the script, beotch

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

You know I said
What'd you say
Short
Short

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

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

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

We talkin' and mansions
Limousines,
Got to these hoes dancin'
Got to keep 'em dancin', dirty
Bitches us
They love us, what do?
They us
right pimpin'