Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime

This song is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he rest in peace
Who at his left us with 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 are shootin' stupid
I'm carefully ways to make it rotten
Well, planned until you're long forgotten
Y'all niggaz that utilize my don't hurt me

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

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

I'm out here tryin' to a mill', my shit is real for real
While others worship guns I tons of money
Tons of fun, laughin' at shit that ain't 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 whole lot of
I need a lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash
I a whole lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of
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 states a trunk of raw
Recrutin', I'm shorties with consignment but don't play me
Oh, you gon' pay me, y'all niggaz crazy

I'm laid back in the thousand Italian leather seat recliner
Under some vagina, discussin' the finer,
My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred screen
Lettin' the shorties by once in a while and let 'em dream

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

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

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 lot of cash
(Stay real)

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

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

'Cause that, nigga, never twist the cap of malt liquor
Only pop and droppin' Cristal's my throat, take a swigga
My style, ladies by my profile
Your rollin' with a pro with, to blow child

You need to feel how sweet the be
To and slide down Sugar Hill with me
The high roller, up on your dice game
Unfold a pack of bills, 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 keep a crew of tenants that's sling toast, fucker

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

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

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

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