Luyện nghe bài hát Way Of Life

Look'a
This how we gon' do
up the turntables
Wolfe, get on the
And we gon' run it, ya

money
Cash
money
Cash

Now let me slide in the Benz the fished out fins
Hit the mall with my girlfriends, dish out
'Cause you know it trickin' if you got it
Cop baby girl she desire, it's chump change mama
Marijuana Scholar, knowin' what I got up in my cup?
That purple stuff, it was givin' to me at birth to
So that's why I cop the with the leather and the fur in the guts

Hold on, Mami! whips on dubs
Cadillac truck, twenty-eights, no
in the Benz, fins, bubble-eye lens
Car in New York, y'all know who wins
It's the Birdman, daddy, with the and Prada
Slant-back, cut truck, no rims, holla
It's that Louie on streets
the tailer-made daddy, Mami, do you love me?

Baby, I'ma a
I gon' change it
(I y'all)
Don't you
a way of life
(I y'all)

Mama, do you it?
I'm about to break it
(I y'all)
Ooh,
stop the stuntin'
No, no
(Bring back beat)

Pop one, pop two
new Nike shoes
Royal blue Jag on them
white to green, 500 Degreez
In Cadillac truck on them twenty-three's
I'm the boss of the game the money and fame
All these naked women pop champagne
And these marble floors stay as Rick James
If you know my name, then you know my

It's lil' Whodi from the hot with ser'ous flow
Gotta get dough 'cause y'all feel me, bro
But y'all here me though
Till I'm down my window and my grillie show
And you know I'm prolly through the hood on the twenty-fo's
Word! Rims pokin' out the side of the
have ya ribs pokin' out the side of ya shirt
I'm a nigga and I ride for the turf, whoo

Baby, a stunna
(I y'all)
I gon' change it
Don't you
It's a way of
(I y'all)

Mama, do you it?
I'm about to break it
Ooh,
stop the stuntin'
No, no

Aye, and my pinky 'cause my ring is so
Blingy-blingy, yo, stop blinkin'
We smoke stinky, dro
And we cop them ency-wency O's
And we don't
Nah! We blow, the people
we go, we smell like E-yo
The Birdman my paw, so that me go
"Fly an eagle!"
Fo'

They think I stay at English Turn
That don't have a O - Z to burn
(Light it up!)
I go in each and ball like a dog
Me and my nig's, we like a dog
on the streets, all on our lawn
Ice in my teeths, all on my arm
in my face, my back, and my arm
(What?)
in my face, my back, and my arm

Baby, I'ma a
I ain't change it
Don't you
It's a way of
Mama, do you it?
I'm about to break it
Ooh,
Can't stop the
No, no

Yep! There it is! Ya' lil'
See, I'm a
You a
Fuckin' so serious
I could sell a hooker some
Now, that's some shit
Oh yeah, believe

Who we wit'?
We rollin' cash money
Oh, I forgot "Peace"
Peace, I mean, "Piece" of
"Piece" of land, "Piece" of
just a mind game