Luyện nghe bài hát 25 to Life

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

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

You got me up I'm innocent
look I ain't do shit you don't want to hear my side
but you that bitch
You makin' my nerves bad I need to me a jo'
'cause I know y'all ain't even 'bout lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, nigga told me Juv' I do nothin' for ya
Y'all go tell that to my mother & my
but they gon' cus so don't you even bother
you that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin'
'cause it was dark at night but I 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 me I criticize you
the same muthafucka since in high school
any beat I shed light to crazy wattage
Blankin' out my first eight ball for eighty dollars
who not to trust grew obnoxious
so niggas start to hate me time the boys in blue watch us
circlin' but they slow down take you to court
think you seein' Judge Joe Brown just actin'
Indy's throwin' Tyson 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 into scouts works of art
from the Hydro roller-slash-hustler CEO-slash-retired soldier

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

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

Wyclef: Y'all to

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