Luyện nghe bài hát Way Of Life

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

money
Cash
Cash
money

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

Hold on, Mami! Them on dubs
Cadillac truck, twenty-eights, no
Slide in the Benz, fins, 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, can't
It's that on Ostrich streets
It's the daddy, Mami, do you love 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?
'Cause I'm about to it
(I y'all)
Ooh,
stop the stuntin'
No, no
(Bring that beat)

Pop one, pop two
Them new shoes
blue Jag on them twenty-two's
Flip to green, 500 Degreez
In that Cadillac truck on them
I'm the of the game with the money and fame
All naked women that pop champagne
And these floors stay high as Rick James
If you my name, then you know 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 here me though
Till I'm rollin' down my window and my grillie
And you know I'm prolly pumpin' 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 nigga and I ride for the turf, whoo

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

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

Aye, and my pinky glow 'cause my is so
Blingy-blingy, yo, stop though
We smoke stinky, dro
And we cop them ency-wency O's
And we stop
Nah! We blow, fuck the
we go, we smell like E-yo
The Birdman my paw, so make me go
"Fly an eagle!"
Fo'

They think 'cause I stay at English
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, a stunna
I gon' change it
you know
It's a way of
Mama, do you it?
'Cause I'm to break it
Ooh,
Can't stop the
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 serious shit
Oh yeah, that

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