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 livin' in this house of pain
stuck with a street hustlers
down on luck
Repeat felons caught up with the death I was
and for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims
but I can't listen to my it's nonsense
if I shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
fox by the hound locked permanent frown Xzibit get down
by iron by the pound for the tough individual
runnin' run his mouth throw hands with the General
walk one day in the shoes of a
death disease keep your to a minimal
I'm not talkin' weed, jewels, & Bentleys
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 my side
but you believin' bitch
You makin' my bad I need to smoke me a jo'
'cause I know y'all ain't even thinkin' lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, nigga told me I can't do nothin' for ya
Y'all go that to my mother & my father
but they gon' cus y'all so 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
look the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of
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 muthafucka since in high school
any beat I shed to with crazy wattage
out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars
learned who not to trust obnoxious
so niggas start to hate me same time the in blue watch us
but they don't slow down take you to court
think you seein' Judge Joe Brown just actin'
Indy's throwin' back in another year
fuckin' with a nigga's career I cock at bust in the air
give me space beats with plenty drink my Hennessey straight
'til I hurl out world clout I'll take niggas hearts
and turn killers into girl scouts of art
from the Hydro roller-slash-hustler CEO-slash-retired soldier

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

Oh God shells loaded in the semi auto
unknown cat voted picture me on the scene
huntin' for greens 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 checks or puff cess
ruffneck love & act figures bloodsport on the streets
no gloves pullin' out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts
ugh streets real thug so thug close yo' eyes thug
you to die thug!
Call the President I'm up ya residence
acid on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors outside free Gotti
guard your body SWAT is waitin' with the shotty

Wyclef: Y'all to

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