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 with the fished out fins
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 purple stuff, it was to me at birth to stunt
So that's why I cop the Bentley 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, can't
It's Louie on Ostrich streets
It's the tailer-made daddy, Mami, do you me?

Baby, I'ma a
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
new Nike shoes
Royal blue Jag on them
Flip white to green, 500
In that truck on them twenty-three's
I'm the boss of the game with the and fame
All naked women that pop champagne
And these marble floors stay high as James
If you know my name, you know my game

It's lil' Whodi from the hot block ser'ous flow
get dough '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 I'm prolly pumpin' through the hood on the twenty-fo's
Word! pokin' out the side of the 'ERV
Glock ya ribs pokin' out the side of ya shirt
I'm a seventeenth nigga and I ride for the turf,

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

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

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

They think 'cause I at English Turn
That stunna don't have a O - Z to
(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' lil'
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 wit'?
We rollin' wit' cash
Oh, I about "Peace"
Peace, I mean, "Piece" of
"Piece" of land, "Piece" of
It's just a game