Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

Yeah, yeah
G. Rap that's
(My nigga)

All of my life, I
I'll be with you
Thug it out baby, it out baby
stop 'til I die for this
I'll be it true
Yeah yeah yeah

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

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

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

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

All of my life, I
I'll be with you
Thug it out baby, thug it out
stop 'til I die for this
I'll be it true
Yeah yeah yeah

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

Rugs tight, bright as the white sands of
(Yeah)
Skylights up in the for the plants to bloom
Nigga we crop grams in dunes, cigar brand of grandest fumes
niggaz that ran balloons

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

If I can't stack a nigga cap get peeled
Word to them that died on the street, it's spilled 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 like laundry
Fuckin' Don of the year nominee,

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

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

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