Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

Yeah, yeah
G. Rap gangsta
(My nigga)

All of my life, I
I'll be with you
it out baby, thug it out baby
Don't stop I die for this
be keepin' it true
Yeah yeah yeah

Yo, yo
Giancanna, the break it down simple and plain
Went from a small chimp in the game to gorilla king pimpin' the
how to tempt dames to tense in the Range
Hit the block to pitch rocks, the strength of the

Limp a cane, lactosin' limp for the king
We pack toast expend from the flames, my aim
Strictly about that bread pop blocks red hot
(Y'know)
feds and cops, lookin' for rock bottles with red tops

Tradin' shots with dreadlocks
Infrared dots 'til their drop, we fled spots
Word on the curb is it came to birds we spread flocks
(No doubt)
No tellin' when the bloodshed stop, glide 'til the sled

the latest every hot flavor in them crocs and gators
Somebody riff, pop the bravest
Out of town trips in I got from Avis, drop knots in Vegas
My for paper was crock pots of wafers

All of my life, I
be thuggin' with you
Thug it out baby, thug it out
Don't stop I die for this
be keepin' it true
Yeah yeah yeah

Nigga into warm mansion rooms, to wall with handsome goons
Half-naked dancin' to tunes
(Uh-huh)
floor to the terrace nigga, glance at the moon
Play the jacuzzi 'til your hands get

Rugs tight, bright as the sands of Cancun
(Yeah)
up in the ceilings for the plants to bloom
Nigga we crop in dunes, Cuban cigar brand of grandest fumes
Prison niggaz ran balloons

Shut down shop from Jan. to June, and cop land in the boons
Fuck in tanning rooms
Every fingernail on their hand groomed, self built do
Down to the mink pelts, gator belts and suit

If I stack a nigga cap get peeled loose
Word to them cats that died on the street, it's juice
So where that Don be? In the breeze in the palm trees
(Right here)
Bomb G the arm piece

Livin' in harmony, coke farm
Bulletproof armory, of the hard knock honory
Washin' the jackpot like
Fuckin' Don of the year nominee,

All of my life, I
I'll be thuggin' you
Thug it out baby, it out baby
Don't stop I die for this
I'll be it true
yeah yeah yeah

All of my life, I
I'll be thuggin' you
Thug it out baby, thug it out
Don't 'til I die for this
I'll be keepin' it
Yeah yeah yeah

G. Rap
What, shit, Queens clicks
What,
Yeah, shit, Queens clicks
Thug shit, clicks
Uhh,