Luyện nghe bài hát It's Mine

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yo, you it
Infamous nine
Infamous two
Ain't nuttin but thugs here, baby

Yo, straight thugs on side, it's do or die to the death
Like the ill takin they last breath
Read last rites, God, forgive me
For the sin I'm about to commit, a life

or be killed, rather that than somebody else
Readin' my will, you feel what I feel, you the deal
the infrared next to my bed, one in the head
Hearin' noises, dead tired, bloodshot red

Sleep half closed eyelids
Some say strange, sometimes that's how strange life get
Go easy on the bottle, niggaz love to see
Niggaz off point, on the strength they bet
Scopin' ice, appraisin' it like the Diamond District Jeweler
they hand on the biscuit

Do ya, wanna get caught lifted, or sober, so you can quick?
Blow you off the atlas as if I caught you fuckin' my
On my dollar mattress
It's the world that I live in, Q.B. me
A moms loved me and a pops that raised me

Y'all need to it up, we don't give a fuck
What y'all niggaz want, thug, is mine
Y'all need to give it up, we don't give a fuck
What niggaz want, thug life is mine

I got the style of a born child, I'm ill
If it's beef, him with the fork, make sure he's done well
Very, very, the sreets raised me crazy, now I'm to it
So they start shootin', we'll stop the music
Keep it movin' that's how we do it, c'mon, Dunn
Been through more drama than the Baldwins, you still
crawlin'

Apply rules to the office, high performance
Rap author, made off of melodic, hypnotic productions
That'll with your conscience and touch your emotions
You feel me? You me? You feel me? I'll write a graphic page

Escort niggaz to they grave, to the projects
We the black Mobb, it gets deeper than rap
get no realer than this, it's more real than any words I can muster
Pull the black trucks up, what?
Hop out shits like what? Y'all niggaz can't touch us

Y'all need to give it up, we don't give a
What niggaz want, thug, life is mine
Y'all to give it up, 'cuz we don't give a fuck
What y'all niggaz want, life is mine

Silk shirts on my chest show what a
Halle Berry blew a at the Barbara Streisand concert
Silk colored pink, gators match gangster musical thing
And I'll front like my doo doo stink

Instinct like Cuba Gooding out the latest toy
Hazard blinkin', gators hit the floor
Everybody watch the red carpet entrance, flashin'
Just to think, that was action

'Cuz goes either way, we came a long way
From hallway steps and me down shit
Fuck my foes, I the other side, NexTel cell roam
Call the chopper phone, heliport in my home, Jones posters

Wake up, guns under my pillow, I can't talk chauffeurs
Shit is than a novel, autobiographic
it on tracks, it becomes classic
Start some, my heart pump, spark one, I'm God son
Nastradamus, one to blast one when the NARC's come

Know how to leave anythin' in thirty
you feel the heat, comin' and flee with the murder weapon
I'll release one, you deceased, learn your lesson
Your turn to maggots, bastards, you past it
Cremate your to ashes
You don't a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket

need to give it up, we don't give a fuck
What y'all niggaz want, life is mine
Y'all need to it up, 'cuz we don't give a fuck
What y'all niggaz want, thug is mine

The life is
The life is
The life is
The life is

Ill
You need to give it up, we give a fuck
y'all niggaz want, we don't give a fuck
Thug is mine
Y'all to give it up, we don't give a fuck
What y'all niggaz want, thug is mine