Luyện nghe bài hát One Forty

No more wine for me, no more dimes of
'Cuz I'm tryin' to see, if my mind can
The of the game that we die to see
I'm talkin' bout naturally where ya mind is
See I'm a breed, a country-fried emcee
I used to rhyme for free, but now I for cheese
See it was bound to be, there's mouths to feed
And there's bills to pay, somethin' gotta way

The way I feel today, I could less
'Cuz my mind is made, my hair's a mess
I don't bother to shave, I around bare chest
like a face, like I'm wearin' a vest
I ya to test, I push a hundred-five reps
Showin' off my pecs, and biceps
I'm all for the cause, to die next
I'm all for the cause, ready to die

We don't even talk about it we live it, we it
(How you gon' me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to my life)
And if you you can take it from us, come get it, come get it
(How you gon' me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody me how to live my life)

This life? mine
It's yours? It's
That's it's mine
That's yours mine
This life? mine
yours? It's mine
That's it's mine
That's yours this

Now ah, when I was a, man
was a couple of things poppa put in my head
Never sit down when ya to stand
Never down all ya dreams and plans
Poppa, what's inside ya glass?
do as I do boy, do as I ask
See do it if ya gon' do it that fast
And don't do it if ya gon' do it

Well, then I been an over-achiever
Smoker and drinker, only I would my blinkers
And I'm broke, so I guess I gotta choke on my
'Cuz I need to come up, ah I'm just a
A hustle schemer, these be corrupt like Rupp Arena
Try an bust my weiner, with these court petty misdemeanors
"Boy you ain't worth" student like teacher

We don't talk about it we live it, we live it
(How you tell me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody me how to live my life)
And if you think you can take it us, come get it, come get it
(How you gon' tell me how to my life?)
(Can't nobody me how to live my life)

This life? It's
yours? It's mine
That's right it's
That's yours this
This It's mine
yours? It's mine
That's right mine
That's yours this

Same jeans in the that I strut in the fall
No comb, no fade, no at all
I'll give a for the haters and one for the law
Sounds fine, Roots a little somethin' for y'all
Get a dutch, jump the gultch, stuff it with straw
Get than a motherfucker, deep in the call
Hit the liquor sto', makin' mo', fifth and I
Get tryna cut, got ya dick and balls
Hell naw then broads at the

Big pimpin' on a budget, tryna make it the
Thank the Lord, for just livin', makin' the
me, anybody got change I can borrow?
Dime? Caught a penny tryna get to the
Wanna buy me ice too, slip it and fall
Ops silly me, big nuts and they
Didn't see that shit comin' a truck in the fall

We even talk about it we live it, we live it
(How you tell me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to my life)
And if you think you can take it from us, get it, come get it
(How you tell me how to live my life?)
(Can't tell me how to live my life)

This It's mine
It's yours? It's
That's right mine
That's yours mine
This life? mine
yours? It's mine
That's right mine
yours this mine

Lemme ya say
Roots see ya dawg, all my magazine
It's that B, gotta make that choice
all on you
Lemme ya say
hear ya say
Lemme ya say