Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime (remix)

This here is dedicated to Danny 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 no other choice but to do it my way
Uh huh, uh huh

Uhh, while niggaz are shootin'
I'm plottin' ways to make it rotten
Well, planned hits until long forgotten
niggaz that utilize my style don't hurt me

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

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

I'm out tryin' to make a mill', my shit is real for real
While worship guns I worship tons of money
Tons of fun, laughin' at shit that ain't even
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 need a 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 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 whole lot of

(For real)
(True)
(True)

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause 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 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 lucky if you see my
I'm ghost, envied by
So I keep a crew of crazy tenants that's 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 whole lot of
(Stay real)

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

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

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