Luyện nghe bài hát Way Of Life

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

Cash
Cash
money
Cash

Now let me slide in the Benz with the fished out
Hit the mall with my girlfriends, dish out
'Cause you know it ain't if you got it
Cop baby girl what she desire, it's chump mama
Marijuana Scholar, knowin' what I got up in my Styrofoam
That stuff, it was givin' to me at birth to stunt
So why I cop the Bentley with the leather and the fur in the guts

Hold on, Mami! whips on dubs
truck, twenty-eights, no rubs
Slide in the Benz, fins, lens
Car show in New York, y'all who wins
It's the Birdman, daddy, with the Gucci and
Slant-back, cut truck, no rims, can't
It's that Louie on streets
the tailer-made daddy, Mami, do you love me?

Baby, a stunna
I ain't change 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 stop the
No, no
(Bring back beat)

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

It's lil' Whodi from the hot with ser'ous flow
Gotta get dough 'cause y'all won't me, bro
But y'all don't me though
I'm rollin' down my window and my grillie show
And you know I'm pumpin' through the hood on the twenty-fo's
Word! Rims pokin' out the of the 'ERV
Glock ya ribs pokin' 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 change it
you know
It's a way of
(I y'all)

Mama, do you it?
I'm about to break it
Ooh,
Can't the stuntin'
No, no

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

think 'cause I stay at English Turn
That stunna don't a O - Z to burn
(Light it up!)
I go in sto' and ball like a dog
Me and my nig's, we ball a dog
Cars on the streets, all on our
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,
Can't stop the
No, no

Yep! it is! Ya' lil' low-life
See, I'm a
You a
Fuckin' so serious
I could sell a hooker pussy
Now, some serious shit
Oh yeah, believe

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