Luyện nghe bài hát 25 to Life

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

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

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

QU New York, you try to criticize me I you
been the same muthafucka since in school
any beat I shed light to crazy wattage
Blankin' out bought my first eight ball for dollars
who not to trust grew obnoxious
so niggas start to hate me same time the boys in watch us
circlin' but they don't slow down you to court
think you seein' Judge Joe 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 my Hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout take niggas hearts
and turn killers girl scouts works of art
Picasso the Hydro roller-slash-hustler CEO-slash-retired soldier

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

Oh God shells in the semi auto quoted
unknown cat never voted picture me on the
huntin' for greens like Mike Meyers trick or treatin' on
mashed in the fatigues servin' the fiends
kill or be killed metal pipes under the
in the city slicker checks or puff cess
ruffneck love liquor & act bloodsport on the streets
no gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge handin' out cold
ugh streets real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes
you to die thug!
Call the President I'm blowin' up ya
acid on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors outside screamin' Gotti
guard your body SWAT teams is with the shotty

Wyclef: Y'all to

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