Luyện nghe bài hát The Life

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

Check it, from buses and cabs
Pen and in the lav
genuine drafts 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 sharon
>from I stand I see it's time to expand
To foreign lands for hundreds of grands and sands

You know it's about that
Niggaz set and prepare rhymes
Start off and a little after nine, n grind
Sexual, young
a whole lot of life to live, just a child

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

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

El
Yo, so how you want it, you want silence or
Plus, me and my crew shine like the n on new
The talent where girls fly
They hopin champagne gets pop and it don't
These jealous cat cut g's keroodle top
We can cruise the city block like
Y'all niggaz worse than the

Before I smoke, I tote my first
A fool or here sneakin young bulls red
Me k-i-d, the mc
the hill, got my top chopped by a tree
On the hill, too young to one
It's all rhymes and fair ones
Show me the mic and like a flair gun
Don't shove me or me, I give sucka punches
Now the deal

El
You sucka cats be and wanna fool now
And pull the tool now why we keep it on the cool now
I make a new route to get my out my peeps no doubt
And then school out, it probably when the album's due out
And when you see me, the cream from my pocket out
player and winner and never lose out

(el drex):
Tell me do you (yeah, I remember back when)
conway park (yeah, I remember back then)
Sneakin in the firehouse, the fun (next week, instead of then)
And I'm be sneakin
See back in the day, it was all about
Coolin out the rock and mic stroll
I go next door to see my man bang
Sneak in the basement, sips of ing bing
I feel all right, I could all night
No plots and schemes, just dollar dreams
like a mothafucka homie gimme mine's paid
I come like a parade, the escapade
Psychotic anolyisis as I consume a whole carton of
We clear sight, the day lights like the
A closet 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, the el baby baby
The one that you so well baby baby
Many brains I feed, thought conceive
Yes indeed ya heed will make yo body bleed
The seed, knowledge be growin like weeds
stash from crack, you can't determine the speed
I'm a rap fiend, they gleams like the of carene
I'm extreme but never fade like acid jeans, I
I see more green builders, feel this dilga enthrill ya
tough like armadilgas and that's on the for real-a
Pop will call me killer casualties with ease
The world will spend a million g's savin dyin
Now you got mad for shahi raffi
I'm in deep 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 of shit
You can a sharon hill and a dogg be town shit
I wouldn't break bad if you come from out of
'cause I'm down by law and I'm from tha deuce
Deuce pound deuce pound deuce pound pound
A town no recreation
And when we grab the mic we rock the nation