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 words
He did it his way
(Uh huh, uh huh)
So I no other choice but to do it my way
Uh huh, uh huh

Uhh, while niggaz are shootin'
I'm carefully ways to make it rotten
Well, planned until you're long forgotten
Y'all niggaz that utilize my style hurt me

'Cause on the low 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 street awards

While you're starin' on my 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 risk a frisk, gettin' my wrapped up in steel

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

Eighty of these niggaz with deals
see me with the dough, uh

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 to see a whole 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

(For real)
(True)
(True)

ice than winter ninety-four
I the fifty states with a trunk of raw
Recrutin', I'm shorties with consignment but don't play me
Oh, you gon' pay me, y'all ain't crazy

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

They think I've mastered the game, 'cause dames scream my
With passion, I tell 'em stop and start stashin'
And all get off the corner, the only heat you'll feel
Is a sauna, lettin' 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 smoke
But keep your nuts, 'cause this is a game
And we'll all pop champagne till it's a damn

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

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

'Cause like that, nigga, twist the cap of malt liquor
Only pop and Cristal's down my throat, take a swigga
My style, intoxicated by my profile
Your with a pro with, money to blow child

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

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

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 whole lot of
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 lot of stash
I need a lot of cash

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 Clark Kent, Uptown
[Unverified] my V-A click running
definitely in the house
Roughness y'all, how we do