Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime

This song here is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he 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 are shootin' stupid
I'm carefully ways to make it rotten
Well, planned hits until you're forgotten
Y'all niggaz that utilize my style hurt me

'Cause on the low half of these rappin' ass wanna work for me
Now picture me standin' on block tryin' to rock
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 that'll the grass grow
And get a project paid 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
Tons of fun, laughin' at that ain't even funny
So I ain't pressed to make a CD, I it slow

Eighty percent of these with deals
see me with 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 need a whole lot of
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of
I need a lot of cash

(For real)
(True)
(True)

More ice than winter
I toured the fifty with a trunk of raw
Recrutin', I'm hittin' shorties with consignment but play me
Oh, you gon' pay me, y'all ain't crazy

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

They think I've mastered the game, 'cause scream my name
With passion, I tell 'em stop flashin' and stashin'
And we'll all get off the corner, the only heat you'll
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 till it's a shame

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 whole lot of
I a whole lot of cash
(Stay real)

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

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

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

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

I never slept, 'cause 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 crazy tenants 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 whole lot of
I need a 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 to see a whole lot of stash
I a whole lot of cash

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

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