Luyện nghe bài hát It's Mine

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

Yo... straight on this 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 - a life
or be killed, rather that than somebody else
readin my will - you feel I feel, you know the deal
Keep the infrared next to my bed, one in the
noises, dead tired, eyes bloodshot red
Sleep with half eyelids
Some say it's strange, that's how strange life get
Go on the bottle, niggaz love to see when
niggaz slippin off point, on the they bet
your ice, appraisin it like the Diamond District Jeweler
with hand on the biscuit
Do ya, wanna get caught lifted; or sober, so you can quick?
Blow you off the atlas as if I you fuckin my wife
on my dollar mattress
It's the world that I live in, Q.B. me
A moms that me and a pops that raised me

Chorus: Nas {singing to the chorus of "The Boy is Mine"}

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

I got the of a still-born child, I'm ill
If it's beef, him with the fork, make sure he's done well
(Very very) The sreets me crazy, now I'm immune to it
So they start shootin, we'll stop the music
Keep it moving how we do it (c'mon, c'mon Dunn)
Been through more drama than the Baldwins, you still
(Still crawlin) Apply rules to the office, high performance
Rap author, made millions off of - melodic, hypnotic
That'll fuck with conscience and touch your emotions
(You feel me? You me?)
You feel me? I'll write a page
Escort niggaz to they grave, relate to the
We the black Mobb, it gets deeper than rap
(Don't get no than this!)
It's real than any words I can muster
the black Cadillac trucks up (What?)
Hop out shits like what? Y'all niggaz can't touch us

[Nas
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 I'll front like my doo doo don't
like Cuba Gooding steppin out the latest toy
Hazard lights blinkin, gators hit the
Everybody watch the red carpet entrance, cameras
Just to think, that was action
Cause goes either way - we came a long way
hallway steps and hand-me-down shit
Fuck my foes, I seen the other side, NexTel cell
Call the chopper phone, heliport in my
Jones posters
Wake up, under my pillow, I can't talk around chauffeurs
Shit is than a novel, autobiographic
Spit it on tracks, it classic
Start some, make my pump, spark one, I'm God son
NAStradamus, one to blast one when the NARC's come
how to leave anything in thirty seconds
When you feel the heat, comin and with the murder weapon
release one, shot you deceased, learn your lesson
Your flesh turn to maggots, bastards, you it
Cremate your flesh to
You don't a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket

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