Luyện nghe bài hát How Ya Livin'?

Nas: {Verse

Back to back Benzes, wit the wild
Gaudiere lenses, talents in the 40 cal, this is
Life now, let me find out, you want the life style of
no pal of
Runnin' wit wit knife wounds from jail time
Got the squad lookin' tycoon, we all shine
While we parle wit the mommy of 25th street
Watch how in the Lex do it
I'm in the 6 V wit the 12 to it
You wanna stick me, put ya best to it
I die black, we see you in Allah Kingdom you try
Check the fly cat, 2 5 multiply that
rules, on my arm I flash jewels, and tatoos
You can look, but don't touch we bad

AZ: Two}
Me, elgancy, treasury
Wit the hopes to be before the bury me
a Baptist, but moved on to higher practice
My fire ashes, only macks I wit
We all Dons, strong arm, all on
But if it's war we on, comin' for niggas who crossed me
features, sit back connect the pieces
Inject the thesis, spoke to my and left him speechless
He saw me sprout, goin' through that wore me out
Never call me out, and money, that's what we all about
Through all the routes here, beach houses wit the chandaliere
Me & my crew, mad cans of
It's copin', vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
Suites at the Tangiere

How you livin' on block?

AZ:
Mines is hot, how you livin' on your

I got it locked, what's goin' on your side, who got shot?

AZ:
Same dun

Yeah, alright I'll you up top

AZ:
Yo it's hard to shake this that I might get knocked

Dun you know it don't stop, we can't up shop

AZ: Three}
VVSin', nuttin' less how we steppin'
Coupes kidded, cuties wear the dress &
See me flexin' through the hood, d's be
Illegal search, tryin' to weapons for gun possession
Never want for questions, move made is destined
Black professors, let's it back to the essence
version, of the Goldie, mack, pimp servin'
Convince the urban, project, ghetto emergin'
Half Hispanic, tips, massive damage
The path was granted, gats, blast the cannon
chipped up, live by don't get it mixed up
Dis what?, strut, wit the Crist cup
up, slow goin', gold showin'
Doe flowin', don't lie, hoes knowin'
Main attraction, love in the latest fashion
Trained in never, rockin' Gators clashin'
Assorted wear, AZ, Firm
Make it more severe, lockin' shit down all this

{Verse Four}
Nowhere to go from here, but the top of sphere
Nuttin' stoppin' us here, we lockin' here
Wit the black by my hip bone, fuck a holster
See me at the Copa, choka
The God's wit me, mad blunt smoke, it's hard to me
Pick one out of two dimes to me
New nines is crispy, mind on chips, on shit
that's strictly for cats whose rich
Excuse me, is that your in my 6
turnin' up the volume when she hear my
On her wall mad flicks, now you want me
But don't get it confused over rap shit
Kinda laced, at diamonds in my onyx face
Oyster perpetual wit the day & date
playa hate this
To fly for female singers who get lifts
& titties
We rule the world & take
I of this son
Happy we made it the jakes, fakes
and fiends of the (Wor)

AZ (Nas):
(Unh...What?) It's a doe thing, niggas the game don't change
(un, un) from the game (Coke game) to the dope game
from a brain (Dope game) Ha, ha (Fuck a no name)
We did it again son, they can't fuck around (No doubt, un)

AZ (Nas) {Overlapping other}:
You know the game stop, from the Coke game to the Dope game
(Firm Biz, Biz...un...Total Package)
know that the game don't stop
from the Coke game to the Dope
fuck a no (un, un B.K., Q.B., un)
the game don't stop, from the Coke game
to the game, know the doe... (Escobar, Sosa, ha ha, un)
Niggas know that the game don't (Firm Biz)
the Coke game to the Dope game

AZ:
Niggas know that the don't stop
Niggas know that the game stop
Niggas know the game don't stop
from the game, to the Dope game, fuck a no name