Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

Yeah, yeah
G. Rap gangsta
(My nigga)

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

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

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

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

Copped the every hot flavor in them crocs and gators
clique riff, pop the bravest
Out of town in whips I got from Avis, drop knots in Vegas
My plot for paper was crock pots of

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

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

Rugs tight, as the white sands of Cancun
(Yeah)
Skylights up in the ceilings for the plants to
we crop grams in dunes, Cuban cigar brand of grandest fumes
Prison niggaz that ran

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

If I can't stack a nigga cap get peeled
Word to them cats that died on the street, it's spilled
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, school of the knock honory
Washin' the jackpot like
Fuckin' Don of the nominee, honestly

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

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

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