Luyện nghe bài hát 25 to Life

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

Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of
stuck with a thousand street
on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with the I was sellin'
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 frown Xzibit get
by liftin' by the pound for the tough individual
run his mouth throw some hands with the General
walk one day in the shoes of a
death disease your luxuries to a minimal
I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, &
I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot food, and
see what I mean livin' with the scum of the
hit plenty 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 want to hear my
but you that bitch
You makin' my nerves bad I to smoke me a jo'
'cause I know ain't even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, told me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya
Y'all go tell that to my mother & my
but they gon' cus y'all so don't you bother
you that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin'
'cause it was dark at night but I guess us
look the same to passin' niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my third
man I ain't home I got 25 to Life.

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

Ja
Kill or be killed behind the wall 40 day
the thought of murderer true to the sport
I bang with the best niggas them career
now I'm in with these youngins lookin' to me out
Hollerin' how they gon' hit on me now
Niggas is real bangin' before trial
new kicks new I don't give a fuck
I'm playin' the 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 real every hustle
and die with niggas in the struggle
Ya me

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

Wyclef: Y'all to

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