Luyện nghe bài hát Way Of Life

Look'a
how we gon' do this
Hook up the
Wolfe, get on the
And we run it, ya heard

money
Cash
money
Cash

Now let me slide in the with the fished out fins
Hit the mall with my girlfriends, dish out
you know it ain't trickin' if you got it
Cop baby girl what she desire, chump change mama
Scholar, knowin' what I got up in my Styrofoam cup?
That purple stuff, it was to me at birth to stunt
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
Slide in the Benz, fins, bubble-eye
Car show in New York, y'all know who
It's the Birdman, daddy, with the and Prada
Slant-back, cut truck, no rims, can't
It's that Louie on Ostrich
It's the tailer-made daddy, Mami, do you me?

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

Mama, do you it?
I'm about to break it
(I y'all)
Ooh,
Can't the stuntin'
No, no
(Bring back beat)

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

It's lil' Whodi from the hot block with ser'ous
Gotta get dough 'cause won't feel me, bro
But y'all don't here me
I'm rollin' down my window and my grillie show
And you know I'm prolly through the hood on the twenty-fo's
Word! pokin' out the side of the 'ERV
Glock have ya ribs out the side of ya shirt
I'm a seventeenth nigga and I for the turf, whoo

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

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

Aye, and my glow 'cause my ring is so
Blingy-blingy, yo, stop though
We stinky, stinky dro
And we don't cop ency-wency O's
And we stop
Nah! We blow, fuck the
Everywhere we go, we like E-yo
The Birdman my paw, so make me go
"Fly an eagle!"
Fo'

think 'cause I stay at English Turn
That stunna have a O - Z to burn
(Light it up!)
I go in each and ball like a dog
Me and my nig's, we ball 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 gon' change it
you know
It's a way of
Mama, do you it?
I'm about to break it
Ooh,
stop the stuntin'
No, no

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

Who we wit'?
We wit' cash money
Oh, I about "Peace"
Peace, I mean, "Piece" of
"Piece" of land, "Piece" of
It's just a game