Luyện nghe bài hát Live It

[Chorus -
I deserve to play, it's a few days, ain't showed it all
I go outside and breathe, roll my sleeves and have a ball
got these bills to pay and a family, I'm workin hard
But I got a life too, so I throw on my shoes and I live it

[Verse 1 - Paul
I'm fresher a peppermint and cold as a cough
When I pull up in foreign and I break boys off
Super ballin is a of a hard knock life
No more Ramen noddles bread, no more and strife
From a Buick to a Beamer, of a dreamer
by Mob Figaz and Andre Nickatina
I'm gettin paper while you're in the shade Zima
I'm a schemer, you just waitin on check from FEMA
Been evadin the subpoena to appear in
hustle every season like I'm playin a sport
"Life is Too $hort, you agree?"
See, the best I ever had in my life was free
My best friend real, he came with a fee
Reduced for your sentence come with a plea
Livin in the world and I'm blessed
chasin is my quest, I grind with no rest

[Verse 2 -
I'm not a actor, a role model soul or clapper
I work hard, a good gangsta nigga, a stack up
Time still movin and shit, on the grind, it's just excuses
Girls at you, you useless (word?)
When everything is wrong, it look it'll fall
I'm on the job feet first direction and all
I like coca and then come home and stroke her
time, clean my rims and go loc' her
Just wanna lay up,
I need two to rest, go 'head and take the Lex' out, scram
Then it's beef in the jump off, 'cause I one off
It's like you your gun on me in a gun off
won't change, so move with it (move with it)
This is my life, I'm only it, so don't go and ruin it
Words from a legend, keep dome up in the sky
Listen to Paul Wall and Fly (get high)

[Verse 3 - Jay
Dear Mr. President, have you seen
you seen the Lord 9th Ward, post Katrina?
Niggaz scufflin tryin to find tangible
The impedes is all the youth like animals
Then wonder why the gettin rocked like Mosley
Why niggaz on the TV in the like cozy
Now got a problem, Atlanta got a problem
Dallas, Alabama and Miami got a
Niggaz wildin out, livin free, yellin
.38 revolvin, rock ballin
Tats on face that say Uptown New Orleans
Blastin on sight, fuck fightin, fuck
Meanwhile boat loads of cash go to
Soldiers in Iraq to God for a miracle
Sam Cooke said change was comin
If not, you can bet your ass, comin