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 players
No doubt, how we do this
all about you Mayne
It's yo' life, let 'em somethin'

I come where they pop they collars
And couldn't be saved by Dollar
I'll probably never 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 is, well it's sucker repellent
I myself with it every morning, you dig?
I spray myself before I leave the crib

Hot ones echo through the ghetto, bullets
I'm bendin' corners in my Cadillac
It's summertime and I'm scorchin', a bulletproof
I'm hella and I'm perkin' off that num-num juice

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

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, tycoon stickin' to the script,

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

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

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

[Incomprehensible] next steal 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, can have that

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, you stop e-feezy beotch

Earl, that's yo'
Oh Earl, that's yo'
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 rappers

Bring the yellow tape, on, on sight
You wanna 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 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 I'm humongous, acres cars and businesses
All about my fetti-oh, bank got to be tall
on my wrists and shit, tycoon stickin' to the script, beotch

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

You know I said
you say pimpin'?
Short
Short

Oh I ride my potnah
I ride with 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 they get on that paper chase
Right, right,

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

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