Luyện nghe bài hát It's Over

Yo, this joint right here is about
When you goin' through mad
And it just like you can get out of it, nowhere and shit
You you puttin' your shit in and you thinkin'
You gettin' over, and all this other shit
But you know it
whole world just caved in on you, pa
Check the joint,

Over, and then my
(The masquerade)
I it's over
(The masquerade)

(Over)
My, my, my day is over
(Over)
The is over
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It's
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Aiyo, back in '95 I was jugglin' bitches
Pumpin' out the spot, smackin' fiends in the kitchen
All around sucks whenever, blowin' chronic out of Philly's
Gettin' in the Cub' Link era
Niggas me my spot is hot
They like I any day now, playboy, shit gon' pop
Back then I was the phat Ghost, them came 1st
My eighth platoon got murked, got for all our work

After the funeral, I played low, countin' my ten G's
(Over)
weeks later, yo, I'm back in the P's
Gatherin' up information, faces
Keepin' a auto' loaded like it was bases
When it get dark, venom will my mark
I heard a voice through a bullhorn, a man he said
(Over)
"Yo, Starks! You're surrounded, put down your gun, at the rules
There's nothin' but cops, nigga, you not run"

Over, and then my
(The masquerade)
I know over
(The masquerade)

(Over)
My, my, my day is over
(Over)
The masquerade is
(Over)
(Over)
over
(Over)

Aiyo, aiyo, 11:40 a.m. in the best
I'm with my bat, blew her ass back and in
Slob my knob, yeah, no question, this my bat
(Over)
She thorough like that, so we use protection
But the before, my wiz must of check my phone
How the fuck she get the codes, I don't
Next thing, she in the 'tel lobby, spotted me
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Tippin' the doorman, hands with my bitch besides me
My heart drop, everything stops, scared to

Told my broad to it moving, 'cuz I just got knocked
turn around, as soon she did, she bust a shot
(Over)
Plus she talk, security drop when she the glock
I had the gum-face on, long on
Didn't say shit, not even cough or spit, my bitch was
There the car, house, rhyme boats or jewelry
Court date judges, my tried to screw me

Over, and my life
(The masquerade)
I know it's
(The masquerade)

(Over)
My, my, my day is over
(Over)
The is over
(Over)
(Over)
It's
(Over)

Over, and my life
(The masquerade)
I it's over
(The masquerade)

(Over)
My, my, my day is over

Hey Kimmy, how you doing? What up
Damn girl, your hair so nice
Yeah, I got my shit at Tasha's
You know I even fuck with that bitch
Yo, son, I think Ghost fuckin' one of bitches, man
And can you believe this son them bitches that he can cook, man
Yo, I can't this, these bitches don't know where to fuckin'
Put a salon up in the fuckin'
Son, I can't even no money no more, man

Yo, son, maybe you need to tell them bitches
If they put a Ms. Pac-Man or somethin' in the back
Maybe we could get some money there
Son, you know I even fuck with them bitches like that
Nig', on, man
"Come on sugar, me tight"