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 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, niggaz are shootin' stupid
I'm plottin' 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 somebody block tryin' to
I drop bombs and niggaz see me with that dough by eight
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 wrapped up in

I'm out here tryin' to make a mill', my is real for real
While others guns I worship tons of money
Tons of fun, laughin' at that ain't even funny
So I ain't pressed to make a CD, I took it

Eighty percent of these niggaz 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 need to see a whole lot of
I need a whole lot of
(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 whole lot of
I a whole lot of cash

(For real)
(True)
(True)

More ice than ninety-four
I toured the states with 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 back in the five thousand Italian seat recliner
Under some vagina, discussin' the finer,
My crib is mean, watchin' a inch screen
Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a while and let 'em

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

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

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

I'm shootin' to Vegas, green-o at the casino
Schoolin' the like Vinny 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, never the cap of malt liquor
Only pop and droppin' Cristal's down my throat, a swigga
My style, ladies by my profile
Your rollin' with a pro with, money to child

You need to feel how sweet the be
To come and down Sugar 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 tenants that's sling toast, fucker

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 a whole lot of cash

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

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