Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime (remix)

This song here is dedicated to Dan and may he rest in peace
Who at his funeral left us with the words
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 plottin' ways to make it
Well, planned hits until you're long
Y'all niggaz that utilize my style don't me

on the low half of these rappin' ass niggaz wanna work for me
Now picture me standin' on block tryin' to rock
I drop bombs and see me with that dough by eight o'clock
My feet touch the concrete, just street sweep awards

While starin' on my dick nigga, gimme yours
I don't hassle with capsules, that'll make 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 shit is real for
others worship guns I worship tons of money
Tons of fun, laughin' at shit ain't even funny
So I pressed to make a CD, I took it slow

Eighty percent of these with deals
see me with the dough, uh

In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough
I need a lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash
I need a 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 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 with a of raw
Recrutin', I'm shorties with consignment but don't play me
Oh, you gon' pay me, y'all niggaz ain't

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

They think I've mastered the game, 'cause dames my name
With passion, I tell 'em stop flashin' and start
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 that weed, it keeps you broke, in
Pounds of herbs and profit if niggaz wanna dope
But keep your nuts, 'cause is a man's game
And all pop champagne till it's a damn shame

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

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

'Cause like that, nigga, twist the cap of malt liquor
Only pop and droppin' Cristal's my throat, take a swigga
My style, intoxicated by my profile
Your rollin' with a pro with, to blow child

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

I never slept, 'cause sleepin' you deep in debt
On the you lucky if you see my silhouette
I'm ghost, by most
So I keep a crew of crazy that's sling toast, fucker

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

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

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