Luyện nghe bài hát Earl That's Yo' Life

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

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

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

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

Hot ones echo the ghetto, bullets ricochet
I'm bendin' 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 ticket for blowin' 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 L sideshow

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, tycoon stickin' to the script,

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

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

From nappy, everybody know me
Used to sell taffy, white 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 steppin'

[Incomprehensible] next steal walkie
I'm the one really-natin' 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 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
on my wrists and shit, you can't stop e-feezy beotch

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

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

Bring the tape, it's on, on sight
You squash the funk? Shoot me a peace kite
the party 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 looked the game in the eye, the game at me back
Told me to my triple beam, and start rap

All about my fetti-oh, one-time 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, that's yo'
Oh Earl, yo' life

You know I said
What'd you say
Short
Deezy

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

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

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

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