Luyện nghe bài hát It's Mine

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

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

Kill or be killed, rather than somebody else
Readin' my will, you feel what I feel, you know the
Keep the next to my bed, one in the head
Hearin' noises, tired, eyes bloodshot red

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

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

Y'all to give 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 a fuck
What niggaz want, thug life is mine

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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