Luyện nghe bài hát One Forty

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

The way I today, I could care less
'Cuz my is made, yeah my hair's a mess
I don't bother to shave, I walk around bare
like a candy face, I'm wearin' a vest
I dare ya to test, I a hundred-five reps
off my pecs, triceps 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 it, we live it
(How you gon' tell me how to 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 tell me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to my life)

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

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

Well, since I been an over-achiever
Smoker and drinker, only I would opened my
And I'm broke, so I guess I gotta on my finger
I need to come up, ah I'm just a dreamer
A schemer, these cops be corrupt like Rupp Arena
Try an my weiner, with these court subpoenas petty misdemeanors
"Boy you ain't worth" like like teacher

We don't talk about it we live it, we live it
(How you gon' tell me how to my life?)
(Can't tell me how to live my life)
And if you think you can take it from us, 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? It's
It's It's mine
That's right it's
That's yours this
This It's mine
yours? It's mine
That's right it's
That's this mine

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

Big on a budget, tryna make it the mall
Thank the Lord, for livin', makin' the most
'Scuse me, anybody got I can borrow?
Dime? Caught a tryna get to the mall
buy me some ice too, slip it and fall
Ops silly me, big and they gone
Didn't see that shit like a truck in the fall

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

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

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