Luyện nghe bài hát Way Of Life

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

Cash
Cash
Cash
money

Now let me slide in the Benz with the 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, it's chump change
Marijuana Scholar, knowin' I got up in my Styrofoam cup?
purple stuff, it was givin' 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! Them whips on
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, the Gucci and Prada
Slant-back, cut truck, no rims, holla
It's Louie on Ostrich streets
the tailer-made daddy, Mami, do you love me?

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

Mama, do you it?
I'm about to break it
(I y'all)
Ooh,
stop the stuntin'
No, no
(Bring back beat)

Pop one, pop two
Them new shoes
Royal blue Jag on twenty-two's
white to green, 500 Degreez
In Cadillac truck on them twenty-three's
I'm the of the game with the money and fame
All naked women that pop champagne
And marble floors stay 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 here me
Till I'm rollin' my window and my grillie show
And you know I'm prolly pumpin' through the hood on the
Word! Rims 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, a stunna
(I y'all)
I ain't change it
Don't you
It's a way of
(I y'all)

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

Aye, and my pinky 'cause my ring 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
Everywhere we go, we smell like
The Birdman my paw, so that me go
"Fly an eagle!"
Fo'

They think 'cause I stay at English
That stunna don't have a O - Z to
(Light it up!)
I go in each sto' and 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 ain't change it
Don't you
It's a way of
Mama, do you it?
'Cause I'm about to 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 some pussy
Now, that's some serious
Oh yeah, that

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