Luyện nghe bài hát 25 to Life

Yo to my people doing
Xzibit, Juvenile, need to
Nature, Ja Rule, come on
Bring the

Look, I'm livin' in this house of pain
Stuck with a thousand street hustlers on they 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 conscience it's nonsense, if I didn't
I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box the ground
Fox chased by the hound permanent frown Xzibit get down
By iron by the pound for the tough individual

Runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the
one day in the shoes of a criminal
Death disease keep your to a minimal
I'm not talkin' about weed, and Bentleys

I'm about 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

You got me up I'm innocent
Look I ain't do this shit you want to hear my side
But you that bitch
You my nerves bad I need to smoke me a jo'

'Cause I know y'all even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, nigga me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya
go tell that to my mother and my father
But gonna cause y'all 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 guess us
Look the same to y'all passin' around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my strike
Man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to

QU New York, you try to criticize me I you
Been the same muthafucka since in school
Any beat I light to with crazy wattage
Blankin' out bought my eight ball for eighty dollars

Learned who not to trust obnoxious
So niggas start to hate me same time the boys in
Watch us circlin' but they don't down take you to court
you seein' Judge Joe Brown they just actin'
Indy's throwin' Tyson back in another

Fuckin' a nigga's career I cock back at bust in the air
Give me space beats with plenty bass drink my Hennessey
Till I hurl out third world clout I'll niggas hearts
And turn killers into scouts works of art
Picasso from the Hydro roller slash hustler CEO slash retired

Kill or be killed behind the 40 day short
the thought of murderer true to the sport
I bang with the best them career criminals
Now I'm in with these youngins lookin' to me out

Hollerin' 'bout how they hit on me now
Niggas is real wild before trial
New kicks new trial I don't a fuck
I'm playin' the yard ox taped to my

Ready to destruct Lord I don't wanna die
But what powered honor to hit me with 25
I know that recognize every hustle
And die with these niggas in the
Ya me

Oh God, shells loaded in the semi auto
Unknown cat never picture me on the scene
Huntin' for greens like Mike Meyers or treatin' on Halloween
Mashed down in the fatigues the fiends

Kill or be killed metal under the sleeve
In the city slicker bust checks or puff
Ruffneck love liquor and act bloodsport on the streets
No gloves pullin' knives out the fridge handin' out cold

UGH streets real thug so recognize close yo' eyes thug
You to die thug
Call the President I'm blowin' up ya
Spill acid on the to clear the evidence
Protestors outside free Gotti
Guard your SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty

Y'all to
Y'all to

For all my doin' time keep your head up
Wyclef "Wonder"
New millennium, new come on