Luyện nghe bài hát Street Life

(I the street life
Because theres no I can go
life
its the life I know)

home and your daddy go to work(go to work)
Three
and my pagers go (go beserk)
I'm talkin
like and bourke
I'm talkin
enough to you a clerk
Rebel Bass,hard plate,big
that wiff the block hotter than mid june
Early july,I'm early the bird that fly
Even got a piece of that pie
I'm Eddie Murphy, laugh at ******, throw the in the sky
the top on the merchy and make streets with my top
Make it like Percy,
kids on the sidewalk,
to stash weed in my momma's Buic Skylark,
I talk 'bout prices,
negotiation the nation ,
the police station,
And if you got any association,
then,murder all relations
Life uh uh

Grocery bags on the
no store
fit a half a meal in the Gucci tote
Hit the
watch the say "Good Night"
Spark twice, say "Good Bye" to the
nice for the little bit of slice
And watch them jokers put that fire to ice
Sure as that dog's tail wag, it bite
Man,I'm just tryna get my scratch on lice
I was younger,I had a flag on my bike
And then I went and got them mags on my
Momma,don't up for me,
I lost a a money from the cops
Gotta get that make-up (Hey!)
I say I get into they lunch money
I say I get into they lunch money

Its Hollygrove,till the me cold
to say if they gon' bury me old?
I live that life.
uh uh