Luyện nghe bài hát It's Mine

Yeah.. yeah.. [hahahaha] uh-huh, yeah
hahahaha] Huh yo, you know it
Infamous (infamous ninety-nine)
[hahahaha] two thousand
(Ain't but thugs over here baby)
[AHHH hahahaha].. [hahaha].. [HAH

Yo... straight thugs on this side - do or die to the death
Like the ill takin they last breath
Read your last - 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 what I feel, you know the deal
Keep the infrared next to my bed, one in the
Hearin noises, tired, eyes bloodshot red
Sleep half closed eyelids
Some say it's strange, sometimes that's how strange get
Go on the bottle, niggaz love to see when
niggaz off point, on the strength they bet
Scopin ice, appraisin it like the Diamond District Jeweler
with hand on the biscuit
Do ya, wanna get caught lifted; or sober, so you can react
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

Nas {singing to the chorus of Brandy's "The Boy is Mine"}

Y'all need to give it up.. we don't a fuck..
what y'all want.. thug, life, is, mine
Y'all to give it up.. cause 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 he's well
(Very very) The sreets raised me crazy, now I'm to it
So when start shootin, we'll stop the music
Keep it moving how we do it (c'mon, c'mon Dunn)
Been more drama than the Baldwins, you still crawlin
(Still crawlin) Apply street rules to the office, performance
Rap author, millions off of - melodic, hypnotic productions
fuck with your conscience and touch your emotions
(You me? You feel me?)
You feel me? I'll 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 this!)
more real than any words I can muster
Pull the Cadillac trucks up (What?)
Hop out them shits like what? Y'all niggaz can't us

[Nas
Silk on my chest show what a flirt
Halle 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
Instinct like Cuba Gooding out the latest toy
Hazard blinkin, gators hit the floor
watch the red carpet entrance, cameras flashin
Just to think, was yesterday's action
Cause today goes way - we came a long way
from hallway steps and shit
Fuck my foes, I seen the side, NexTel cell roam
Call the chopper phone, in my home
Quincy posters
Wake up, guns my pillow, I can't talk around chauffeurs
Shit is better than a novel,
it on tracks, it becomes classic
Start some, make my pump, spark 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 one, shot you deceased, learn your lesson
Your flesh turn to maggots, bastards, you it
Cremate flesh to ashes
You don't a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket

The, life, is, (repeat 3X)
Ill Will..
You to give it up.. we don't give a fuck
what y'all niggaz want.. we give a fuck
Thug, life, is,
Y'all to give it up.. we don't give a fuck..
y'all niggaz want.. thug, life, is, mine