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
with a thousand street hustlers
down on they
Repeat caught up with the death I was sellin'
and for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims
but I listen 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 hound locked permanent Xzibit get down
by liftin' by the pound for the tough individual
runnin' run his mouth some hands with the General
walk one day in the shoes of a
death disease keep your to a minimal
I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, &
I'm about clean clothes, hot food, and Dentyne
see what I mean livin' with the 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 want to hear my
but you believin' that
You my nerves bad I need 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 they gon' cus y'all so don't you bother
you know that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see
'cause it was dark at night but I us blacks
look the same to y'all niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third plus my third strike
man I goin' home I got 25 to Life.

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

Ja
Kill or be killed 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 with these youngins to feel me out
Hollerin' 'bout how gon' hit on me now
Niggas is real wild before trial
new kicks new I don't give a fuck
I'm playin' the yard ox to my nuts
ready to self Lord I don't wanna die
but what powered your honor to hit me 25
I that real recognize every hustle
and die with these niggas in the
Ya me

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

Wyclef: need to

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