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 nobody out here, that cud be stoppin ma flame,
Im Illy figas say he got a chip in his brain,
say i rap so good niggaz call me insane,
anytime i do my thing i give the the pain,
shout outz to all my niggaz that be 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,
em lyk t-pain, all im doing is win..

Chorus.
El

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

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

2

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

Chorus.
El

We be killing all day,
take it like a replay,
the business no holiday,
itz going if they dont pay
A. JAY

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

3
A. JAY

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