Luyện nghe bài hát 25 to Life

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

Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this of pain
stuck a thousand street hustlers
down on luck
Repeat felons caught up with the I was sellin'
and for the past three yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
but I can't to my conscience it's nonsense
if I didn't I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
fox chased by the locked permanent frown Xzibit get down
by liftin' iron by the pound for the tough
runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the
one day in the shoes of a criminal
death disease keep luxuries to a minimal
I'm not talkin' weed, jewels, & Bentleys
I'm about clean clothes, hot food, and Dentyne
see what I mean livin' the scum of the earth
hit with plenty of time to 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' bitch
You makin' my nerves bad I to smoke me a jo'
'cause I know y'all ain't thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, told me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya
Y'all go tell to my mother & my father
but they gon' cus y'all so don't you even
you know shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin'
'cause it was dark at but I guess us blacks
the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my strike
man I ain't goin' I got 25 to Life.

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

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

Oh God shells loaded in the auto quoted
unknown cat never voted me on the scene
huntin' for greens like Mike trick or treatin' on Halloween
down in the fatigues servin' the fiends
kill or be killed metal under the sleeve
in the city slicker checks or puff cess
ruffneck love liquor & act bloodsport on the streets
no gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge out cold cuts
ugh streets real thug so thug close yo' eyes thug
you to die thug!
the President I'm blowin' up ya residence
spill on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors screamin' free Gotti
guard your SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty

Y'all need to

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