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 in the Benz with the fished out fins
Hit the mall with my girlfriends, out ends
you know it ain't trickin' if you got it
Cop girl what she desire, it's chump change mama
Marijuana Scholar, knowin' what I got up in my Styrofoam
purple stuff, it was givin' to me at birth to stunt
So that's why I cop the Bentley with the and the fur in the guts

on, Mami! Them 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 Gucci and
Slant-back, cut truck, no rims, holla
It's that on Ostrich streets
It's the 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?
'Cause I'm to break it
(I y'all)
Ooh,
Can't the stuntin'
No, no
(Bring that beat)

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

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

Baby, a stunna
(I y'all)
I gon' change it
you know
It's a way of
(I y'all)

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

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

think 'cause I stay at English Turn
That don't have a O - Z to burn
(Light it up!)
I go in each sto' and 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
you know
It's a way of
Mama, do you it?
'Cause I'm about to it
Ooh,
Can't the stuntin'
No, no

Yep! There it is! Ya' low-life
See, I'm a
You a
game so serious
I could a hooker some pussy
Now, that's some serious
Oh yeah, believe

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