Luyện nghe bài hát La Verite

1

Yeah, OXYGEN, it up to the MAX......
A. Jay

Tryna get of ma game,
To get to maintain,
Cos there aint out here, that cud be stoppin ma flame,
Im flowing Illy figas say he got a in his brain,
they say i rap so good call me insane,
anytime i do my thing i the haters the pain,
shout outz to all my niggaz be saving my skin,
show me the palace, let me show you the king,
me the opposition, let me give em a ring,
and in competition let me give em a sting,
tell em lyk t-pain, all im is win..

Chorus.
El

We be this all day,
it again like a replay,
bout the no holiday,
itz down if they dont pay
A. JAY

A. JAY
Erry body da rap, itz great,
tryna beat ma style, its Okay,
searching for the best, and thats what say,
if its all bout the game we A. JAY

2

Talk the God of the game and that be blasphemy,
watch me slit ya throat wif a blade and be lyrically,
Spittin so bad and all, call it mystery,
Tryna, take ova this but dat aint "FORCIBLY"
(DATS RIGHT)
Not AUTOCRATIC, jux lyk that, it AUTOMATIC!!!
Out of this baby, Im so NOMADIC,
Rap and so dead im such an ADDICT..,
the music to ya bones call it CHIROPRATIC..

Chorus.
El

We be killing all day,
take it again a replay,
bout the no holiday,
itz going down if they pay
A. JAY

A. JAY
Erry body da rap, itz great,
tryna beat ma style, its Okay,
searching for the best, and what they say,
if its all the game we talking A. JAY

3
A. JAY

It bout fortune, it aint bout fame...,
Or wearing fancy costumes, and all lame...
I dont wanna preacher jux...
LIFE BY DA CODE..
Shawty, me a PLAYER....
DA HECK IZ MA COACH...!!!!?
Ugh,
Tu de La Vrit?
Je La Vrit....
Immuable, pur... on pas me changer...
Tu ma Styley..?
attention...
Et si tu es boulvers.. la traduction....