Luyện nghe bài hát One Forty

No wine for me, no more dimes of weed
'Cuz I'm to see, if my mind can reach
The level of the game we die to see
I'm talkin' bout naturally where ya is free
See I'm a dying breed, a country-fried
I to rhyme for free, but now I rhyme for cheese
See it was bound to be, when there's mouths to
And there's bills to pay, somethin' give way

The way I today, I could care less
'Cuz my is made, yeah my hair's a mess
I don't bother to shave, I walk around chest
a candy face, like I'm wearin' a vest
I dare ya to test, I push a reps
Showin' off my pecs, triceps and
I'm all for the cause, to die next
I'm all for the cause, ready to die

We don't even talk it we live it, we live it
(How you gon' tell me how to my life?)
(Can't nobody me how to live my life)
And if you think you can it from us, come get it, come get it
(How you tell me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to my life)

This It's mine
It's yours? mine
right it's mine
That's yours mine
This life? mine
It's yours? It's
right it's mine
That's this mine

Now ah, when I was a, man
There was a of things poppa put in my head
sit down when ya need to stand
Never drink all ya dreams and plans
Poppa, that inside ya glass?
do as I do boy, do as I ask
See do it right if ya do it that fast
And don't do it if ya gon' do it

Well, since then I been an
Smoker and drinker, only I would my blinkers
And I'm broke, so I guess I gotta choke on my
'Cuz I need to come up, ah I'm a dreamer
A hustle schemer, these cops be corrupt like Arena
Try an bust my weiner, with court subpoenas petty misdemeanors
"Boy you ain't worth" like student teacher

We don't even talk about it we it, we live it
(How you gon' me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to my life)
And if you think you can it from us, come get it, come get it
(How you tell me how to live my life?)
(Can't tell me how to live my life)

life? It's mine
It's It's mine
That's it's mine
That's yours this
This life? It's
yours? It's mine
That's right mine
That's yours this

Same jeans in the spring I strut in the fall
No comb, no fade, no at all
give a finger for the haters and one for the law
Sounds fine, Roots a little somethin' for y'all
Get a dutch, jump the gultch, then stuff it straw
Get higher than a motherfucker, in the call
Hit the liquor sto', mo', fifth and I pause
Get tryna cut, got ya dick and balls
Hell naw then broads at the

Big pimpin' on a budget, make it the mall
Thank the Lord, for just livin', the most
'Scuse me, anybody got I can borrow?
Dime? Caught a penny tryna get to the
buy me some ice too, slip it and fall
Ops silly me, big nuts and gone
Didn't see that shit comin' a truck in the fall

We don't even talk it we live it, we live it
(How you gon' tell me how to my life?)
(Can't tell me how to live my life)
And if you think you can take it from us, get it, come get it
(How you gon' tell me how to my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to my life)

This life? mine
It's It's mine
That's right it's
yours this mine
This It's mine
yours? It's mine
That's right mine
yours this mine

Lemme ya say
Nappy Roots see ya dawg, all my
It's that life B, gotta make that
all on you
Lemme ya say
hear ya say
Lemme ya say