Luyện nghe bài hát Live It

[Chorus -
I deserve to play, been a few days, ain't showed it all
I go outside and breathe, down my sleeves and have a ball
Still got these to pay and a family, I'm workin hard
But I got a life too, so I on my shoes and I live it y'all

[Verse 1 - Paul
I'm fresher a peppermint and cold as a cough
I pull up in that foreign and I break boys off
Super ballin is a product of a hard knock
No more Ramen bread, no more struggle and strife
From a Buick to a Beamer, ambitions of a
Motivated by Mob Figaz and Nickatina
I'm gettin paper while you're in the drinkin Zima
I'm a schemer, you just waitin on your check FEMA
Been evadin the subpoena to in court
hustle every season like I'm playin a sport
"Life is Too $hort, you agree?"
See, the best time I had in my life was free
My best friend wasn't real, he came a fee
Reduced time for your sentence with a plea
Livin in the free and I'm blessed
Paper chasin is my quest, I grind with no

[Verse 2 -
I'm not a actor, a role with soul or clapper
I work hard, a good gangsta nigga, a stack up
Time still and shit, stay on the grind, it's just excuses
lookin at you, you useless (word?)
When everything is wrong, it like it'll fall
I'm on the job first with direction and all
I like coca and then gotta home and stroke her
Take time, clean my rims and go her
Just lay up, damn
I need two minutes to rest, go and take the Lex' out, scram
it's beef in the jump off, 'cause I needed one off
It's you drew your gun on me in a gun off
Shit change, so move with it (move with it)
This is my life, I'm livin it, so don't go and ruin it
Words from a legend, keep your up in the sky
to Paul Wall and Chef Fly (get high)

[Verse 3 - Jay
Dear Mr. President, have you FEMA?
Have you the Lord 9th Ward, post Katrina?
scufflin tryin to find something tangible
The is treatin all the youth like animals
Then wonder why the cops gettin rocked like
Why niggaz on the TV in the like cozy
Now Houston got a problem, Atlanta got a
Dallas, and Miami got a problem
Niggaz wildin out, livin free, soverign
.38 revolvin, crack ballin
Tats on they face that say New Orleans
Blastin on sight, fightin, fuck arguin
Meanwhile loads of cash go to Israel
Soldiers in pray to God for a miracle
Sam said that change was comin
If not, you can bet your ass, danger's