Luyện nghe bài hát It's Over

Yo, aiyo this joint right is about
When you goin' through mad
And it just seem you can get out of it, nowhere and shit
You thinkin' you your shit in and you thinkin'
You over, and doin' all this other shit
But before you it
Your whole just caved in on you, pa
the joint, it's

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

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

Aiyo, back in '95 when I was bitches
Pumpin' coke out the spot, fiends in the kitchen
All around dick whenever, blowin' chronic out of Philly's
flusty 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, came March 1st
My platoon got murked, got burnt for all our work

the funeral, I played low, countin' my last ten G's
(Over)
Three 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 leave my
I heard a voice a bullhorn, a white man he said
(Over)
"Yo, Starks! You're surrounded, put down your gun, look at the
nothin' but cops, nigga, you better not run"

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

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

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

Told my to keep 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 goes the car, house, rhyme boats or
Court date judges, my shorty tried to me

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

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

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

(Over)
My, my, my good day is

Hey Kimmy, how you doing? up Keisha
Damn girl, your hair looks so
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 this son told them bitches that he can cook, man
Yo, I believe this, these bitches don't know where to fuckin'
Put a up in the fuckin' hood
Son, I can't make no money no more, man

Yo, son, maybe you need to tell them that
If they could put a Ms. Pac-Man or somethin' in the
Maybe we could get money back there
Son, you know I don't fuck with them bitches like that
Nig', on, man
"Come on sugar, me tight"