Luyện nghe bài hát The Life

(kurupt & el drex)
Ach, ka-nelk, ka-chica,
Sub (uh yeah, one two)
Mmm, haha, we headed up there baby
the limit(yeah)
Way up in the sky
Once in a
You only get one chance, one
(you that shit)
One chance to
And then it's

Check it, catchin buses and cabs
Pen and in the lav
Sippin genuine and no cash
I ain't the and I'll be damned if I'm the last
drive, clay courts from cliffs to az

El
Aiyyo wassup how you feel me I'm
But I'm still tryin to make a mill inside hill
>from where I I see it's time to expand
To foreign lands for hundreds of grands and white

You it's about that time
Niggaz set and prepare your
Start off and a little nine, bump n grind
Sexual, young
With a whole lot of to live, just a child

El
It's 2-5-2-5 town of shit
You can call a sharon hill and a dogg be town
I wouldn't break bad if you from out of town
'cause I'm down by law and I'm from tha pound

Having to living in the life
Got to stay alive in the life
Have to
Living in the

El
Yo, so how you want it, you want or violence
Plus, me and my shine like the n on new balance
The most where girls fly
They hopin gets pop and it don't stop
jealous cat cut g's keroodle with top
We can cruise the city block like
niggaz worse than the cops

Before I smoke, I tote my first
A fool or here young bulls red bulls
Me k-i-d, the mc
the hill, got my top chopped by a tree
On the hill, too to flare one
It's all rhymes and fair ones
Show me the mic and bust like a gun
shove me or push me, I give sucka punches
Now the deal

El
You sucka cats be wildin and wanna now
And pull the tool now why can't we keep it on the now
I a new route to get my crew out my peeps no doubt
And then school out, it probably when the album's due out
And you see me, the cream from my pocket ooze out
Forever player and winner and never out

(el drex):
Tell me do you remember (yeah, I remember when)
When conway (yeah, I remember back then)
Sneakin in the firehouse, the fun begins (next week, of then)
And I'm be sneakin
See back in the day, it was all flows
Coolin out the t-la rock and mic
I go next door to see my man bang
Sneak in the basement, couple of ing bing
I feel all right, I could rock all
No plots and schemes, just dollar dreams
Money like a homie gimme mine's paid
I come like a parade, the escapade
anolyisis as I consume a whole carton of mushrooms
We clear sight, the day lights the night
A full of franklin's, a g's paradise
A nice 40 of o-e on ice
Precise poetical on mics

El
Well, it's the el baby, baby the el baby
The one that rocks you so well baby
Many brains I feed, another thought
Yes indeed drex ya will make yo body bleed
The intellectual seed, knowledge be growin like
Money from crack, you can't determine the speed
I'm a rap fiend, they gleams like the head of
I'm extreme but never fade acid jeans, I mean
I see more green than builders, feel dilga enthrill ya
Stay tough like armadilgas and that's on the for
Pop dukes will call me killer casualties with
The world will spend a million g's dyin mc's
Now you got mad love for raffi
I'm in knee and peace the bull and meet me
Kurupt: to my nigga kel el, escoball, what all up in piece

Chorus: (to end with talking)
El drex: 2-5-2-5 little town of
You can call a sharon hill and a dogg be shit
I break bad if you come from out of town
'cause I'm down by law and I'm from tha deuce
Deuce pound deuce pound deuce pound pound
A town with no
And when we the mic we formally rock the nation