Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime (remix)

This song here is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he in peace
Who at his funeral left us 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, niggaz are shootin' stupid
I'm carefully plottin' to make it rotten
Well, planned hits until long forgotten
Y'all niggaz utilize my style don't hurt me

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

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

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

(For real)
(True)
(True)

More ice winter ninety-four
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 ain't crazy

I'm laid back in the thousand Italian leather seat recliner
Under 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

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

And fuck that weed, it keeps you broke, in
Pounds of herbs and profit if niggaz wanna dope
But your 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 a whole lot of dough
(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 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 lot of cash

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

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

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

I never slept, 'cause sleepin' keeps you deep in
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 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 a whole lot of cash
(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

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

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