Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime (remix)

This song 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 choice 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 you're long forgotten
Y'all niggaz that utilize my style don't me

'Cause on the low half of these rappin' ass niggaz work for me
Now picture me standin' on somebody block to rock
I drop bombs and niggaz see me that dough 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, that'll make the grass grow
And get a nigga paid up the asshole
If I'ma a frisk, gettin' my wrists wrapped up in steel

I'm out here tryin' to make a mill', my is real for real
While others worship guns I worship of money
Tons of fun, laughin' at shit ain't even funny
So I ain't pressed to 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 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 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 to see a whole 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 consignment but don't me
Oh, you pay me, y'all niggaz ain't crazy

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

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

And fuck that weed, it keeps you broke, in
Pounds of herbs and profit if niggaz wanna smoke
But keep your nuts, 'cause this is a man's
And we'll all pop champagne till 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 to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of
(Stay real)

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

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

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

You need to feel how sweet the be
To come and slide down Sugar Hill me
The roller, rolled up on your dice game
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, envied by
So I a crew of crazy tenants that's sling toast, fucker

In my lifetime, I to see a whole 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 whole lot of
I need a lot of dough
In my lifetime, I to see a whole 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 from
Money, Big Sarge, B Hah
DJ Clark Kent, everybody
my V-A click running thick
D'Shawn in the house
Roughness y'all, how we do