Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime

This song here is dedicated to Dan and may he rest in peace
Who at his funeral left us the words that
He did it his way
(Uh huh, uh huh)
So I have no other but to do it my way
Uh huh, uh huh

Uhh, while niggaz are stupid
I'm plottin' ways to make it rotten
Well, planned hits until you're long
Y'all niggaz that utilize my style don't me

'Cause on the low half of these rappin' ass wanna work for me
Now picture me standin' on somebody block tryin' to
I bombs and niggaz see me with that dough by eight o'clock
My feet never touch the concrete, street sweep awards

While you're on my dick nigga, gimme yours
I don't hassle with capsules, 'cause make the grass grow
And get a project nigga up the asshole
If I'ma risk a frisk, gettin' my wrists up in steel

I'm out here tryin' to make a mill', my is real for real
While others worship guns I tons of money
of fun, laughin' at shit that ain't even funny
So I ain't to make a CD, I took it slow

Eighty percent of niggaz with deals
Can't see me the dough, uh

In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough
I a whole lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of dough
I a whole lot of dough
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of
I need a whole lot of

(For real)
(True)
(True)

More ice winter ninety-four
I toured the fifty with a trunk of raw
Recrutin', I'm hittin' shorties consignment but don't play me
Oh, you gon' pay me, niggaz ain't crazy

I'm laid back in the five thousand leather seat recliner
Under some vagina, the finer, things
My is mean, watchin' a hundred inch screen
Lettin' the shorties slide by in a while and let 'em dream

think I've mastered the game, 'cause dames scream my name
With passion, I 'em stop flashin' and start stashin'
And all get off the corner, the only heat you'll feel
Is from a sauna, lettin' shoot up your ass if you wanna

And that weed, it keeps you broke, invest in
Pounds of herbs and profit if wanna smoke dope
But your nuts, 'cause this is a man's game
And we'll all pop champagne till it's a shame

In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough
I need a lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of stash
I a whole lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of dough
I need a whole lot of
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash
I a whole lot of cash

I'm to Vegas, gamblin' green-o at the casino
Schoolin' the dice like Vinny
Welcome back, the version of the mack
As soon as these ladies see me they don't how to act

'Cause like that, nigga, never the cap of malt liquor
Only pop and droppin' Cristal's down my throat, a swigga
My style, intoxicated by my profile
Your with a pro with, money to blow child

You need to how sweet the skills be
To and slide down Sugar Hill with me
The roller, rolled up on your dice game
a pack of bills, grab my balls then bet it all

I never slept, sleepin' keeps you deep in debt
On the block you if you see my silhouette
I'm ghost, envied by
So I a crew of crazy tenants that's sling toast, fucker

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of
I need a whole lot of
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash
I need a whole lot of
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of dough
I a whole lot of dough
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash
I need a lot of cash

Haha, f'real, Jay-Z
Ski, Productions, uh-huh, uh-huh
Dash, ha-ha
Records, uh huh

Everybody Brooklyn
Money, Big Sarge, B Hah
DJ Kent, everybody Uptown
[Unverified] my V-A click thick
D'Shawn in the house
Roughness y'all, how we do