Luyện nghe bài hát 25 to Life

Wyclef
Yo to my doing time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile on
the heat.

Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of
stuck with a thousand street
down on they
Repeat felons caught up with the death I was
and for the three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
but I can't listen to my conscience it's
if I didn't I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
fox chased by the hound locked permanent Xzibit get down
by liftin' by the pound for the tough individual
runnin' run his throw some hands with the General
one day in the shoes of a criminal
death disease keep luxuries to a minimal
I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, &
I'm talkin' clean clothes, hot food, and Dentyne
see what I mean livin' the scum of the earth
hit with of time to adjust to life on the inside
(Wyclef)

You got me fucked up I'm
look I ain't do this shit you don't to hear my side
but you believin' that
You makin' my nerves bad I need to me a jo'
'cause I know y'all even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, nigga told me Juv' I do nothin' for ya
Y'all go tell to my mother & my father
but they gon' cus y'all so don't you bother
you that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin'
it was dark at night but I guess us blacks
look the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of
This is my third plus my third strike
man I ain't goin' I got 25 to Life.

QU New York, you try to me I criticize you
been the same muthafucka since in school
any beat I shed to with crazy wattage
Blankin' out bought my eight ball for eighty dollars
learned who not to trust obnoxious
so niggas start to hate me same the boys in blue watch us
circlin' but they don't slow down you to court
think you seein' Judge Joe Brown they just
Indy's throwin' back in another year
fuckin' with a nigga's I cock back at bust in the air
give me beats with plenty bass drink my Hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas
and turn killers into scouts works of art
Picasso from the Hydro roller-slash-hustler CEO-slash-retired

Ja
Kill or be behind the wall 40 day short
still the thought of murderer true to the
I with the best niggas them career criminals
now I'm in with these lookin' to feel me out
Hollerin' how they gon' hit on me now
is real wild bangin' before trial
new kicks new trial I don't a fuck
I'm the yard ox taped to my nuts
ready to self destruct Lord I wanna die
but powered your honor to hit me with 25
I know that recognize every hustle
and die with niggas in the struggle
Ya me

Oh God shells in the semi auto quoted
unknown cat voted picture me on the scene
huntin' for greens like Mike Meyers trick or treatin' on
down in the fatigues servin' the fiends
kill or be killed metal pipes under the
in the city slicker bust checks or puff
ruffneck love liquor & act bloodsport on the streets
no gloves pullin' knives out the handin' out cold cuts
ugh streets real so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug
you to die thug!
Call the President I'm up ya residence
acid on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors outside screamin' Gotti
guard your SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty

Y'all need to

For all my people doin' keep your head up
Wyclef Jerry "Wonder" New Millenium new come on