Luyện nghe bài hát It's Mine

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

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

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

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

Do ya, wanna get lifted, or sober, so you can react quick?
Blow you off the as if I caught you fuckin' my wife
On my thousand 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 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
What y'all niggaz want, life is mine

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Know how to leave anythin' in seconds
When you feel the heat, and flee with the murder weapon
I'll release one, you deceased, learn your lesson
Your flesh 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 give a fuck
y'all niggaz want, thug life is mine
Y'all need to give it up, 'cuz we don't a fuck
What y'all niggaz want, life is mine

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

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