Luyện nghe bài hát Earl That's Yo' Life

Earl, Mayne?
It's yo' potnah Dawg
You know we come a way baby
the ground up

Oh they the way us players ball
No doubt, that's how we do
It's all you Mayne
It's yo' life, let 'em somethin'

I come from they pop they collars
And couldn't be by Creflo Dollar
'Cause I'll probably ever see the pearly gates
At the rate I'm now, it'll be too late

Take life taste it, get on and it
You know what Charlie is, well it's sucker
I spray with it every morning, you dig?
I spray myself right before I leave the

Hot echo through the ghetto, bullets ricochet
I'm corners in my Cadillac escalate
It's summertime and I'm scorchin', a bulletproof
I'm keyed and I'm perkin' off that num-num juice

I'm in the traffic with my on storm
Got a ticket just for blowin' my,
The real, ring, princess cut
on, around my neck

Lookin' like clones, be at yo' best
We don't checkers no more, we play chess
One trey tri trey [Incomprehensible]
H I L sideshow

All about my fetti-oh, one-time to see me fold
It's I'm humongous, acres cars and businesses
All about my fetti-oh, account got to be tall
Diamonds on my and shit, tycoon stickin' to the script, beotch

Earl, that's yo'
Oh Earl, that's yo'
Earl, that's yo'
Oh Earl, that's yo'

Straight up out the
The realest nigga you talked to all day
the dry season, outsmart the po'-po's
Cookin' in the kitchen, with C-bo

livin' nappy, everybody know me
Used to sell taffy, girl nasal candy
Hoes'll dress tacky, just so I can bank they
Bank 'em make them think I'm
Use the dope game as a steppin'

next steal walkie talkies
I'm the one that really-natin' them faulty
I got the of gab, I'm off the choo choo track
I want the fetti, the fame, y'all can have that

All my fetti-oh, one-time want to see me fold
It's I'm humongous, acres cars and businesses
All my fetti-oh, bank account got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit, you stop e-feezy beotch

Earl, yo' life
Oh Earl, that's yo'
Earl, that's yo'
Oh Earl, that's yo'

The street life, ballin' outta
My million spot, way too cold
So many record haters, my back against the
I was growin' up I seen a lot of rappers ball

Bring the yellow tape, it's on, on
You wanna squash the Shoot me a peace kite
Where the party at? Who got that Carlos
Who in my drinkin' club? Girl I'm to mob somebody

I'm fee-ed-exin',
From sardines and
I looked the game in the eye, the game looked at me
me to sell my triple beam, and start rap

All about my fetti-oh, want to see me fold
It's ob-vious I'm humongous, acres and businesses
All about my fetti-oh, bank got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit, tycoon to the script, beotch

Earl, that's yo'
Oh Earl, that's yo'
Earl, that's yo'
Oh Earl, yo' life

You know what I
you say pimpin'?
Short
Short

Oh I ride with my
I ride with you too pimpin'
Bumpin' them woofers this
Boom boom boom!!

smell this funk, we been doin' this
Been it
You know I these new niggaz man
I love when get on that paper chase
Right, right,

So far, can't do this
Can't do
Not like
Uh-huh, nah

We talkin' limousines and
Limousines,
Got to keep hoes dancin'
Got to keep 'em dancin', dirty
Bitches us
They love us, what do?
They us
That's pimpin'