Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime (remix)

This here is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he rest in peace
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, niggaz are shootin' stupid
I'm carefully plottin' to make it rotten
Well, planned hits until you're long
Y'all niggaz utilize my style don't hurt me

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

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

percent of these niggaz with deals
Can't see me the dough, uh

In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough
I need a whole lot of
(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 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 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 don't me
Oh, you gon' pay me, y'all niggaz ain't

I'm back in the five thousand Italian leather 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, dames scream my name
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 shoot up ass if you wanna

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

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

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

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

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

I never slept, 'cause sleepin' keeps you deep in
On the block you lucky if you see my
I'm ghost, envied by
So I keep a crew of crazy tenants sling toast, fucker

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 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 whole lot of

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

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