Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime (remix)

This song here is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he rest in
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 niggaz are stupid
I'm carefully plottin' ways to it rotten
Well, planned until you're long 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 drop bombs and niggaz see me with that by eight o'clock
My feet never touch the concrete, just street awards

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

I'm out here tryin' to 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 pressed to make a CD, I took it slow

Eighty percent of these niggaz with
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 need a whole lot of
(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 lot of stash
I a whole lot of cash

(For real)
(True)
(True)

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

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

They 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 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 if niggaz wanna smoke dope
But keep your nuts, this is a man's game
And we'll all pop champagne till it's a damn

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 whole lot of
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' green-o at the
the dice like Vinny Barberino
Welcome back, the ninety-four of the mack
As as these ladies see me they don't know how to act

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

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

I slept, 'cause 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 sling toast,

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 whole lot of
I a whole 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

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

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