Luyện nghe bài hát It's Mine

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

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

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

Sleep with half closed
say it's strange, sometimes that's how strange life get
Go on the bottle, niggaz love to see when
Niggaz off point, on the strength they bet
your ice, appraisin' it like the Diamond District Jeweler
With they on the biscuit

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

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

I got the of a still born child, I'm ill
If it's beef, poke him with the fork, make sure 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 that's how we do it, c'mon, c'mon Dunn
Been through more drama than the Baldwins, you crawlin'
Still

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

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

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

Silk shirts on my show what a flirt
Halle Berry a kiss at the Barbara Streisand concert
Silk pants colored pink, gators match musical thing
And front like my doo doo don't stink

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

'Cuz today goes either way, we a long way
From hallway steps and hand me shit
Fuck my foes, I seen the other side, NexTel roam
Call the chopper phone, heliport in my home, Quincy Jones

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

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

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

The life is
The life is
The is mine
The life is

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