Luyện nghe bài hát It's Over

Yo, aiyo this joint right here is
When you through mad shit
And it just like you can get out of it, nowhere and shit
You thinkin' you puttin' shit in and you thinkin'
You over, and doin' all this other shit
But you know it
Your world just caved in on you, pa
the joint, it's

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

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My, my, my day is over
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The masquerade is
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It's
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Aiyo, back in '95 when I was jugglin'
Pumpin' out the spot, smackin' fiends in the kitchen
All around dick sucks whenever, chronic out of Philly's
Gettin' in the Cub' Link era
tellin' me my spot is hot
They I think any day now, playboy, shit gon' pop
then I was the phat Ghost, them came March 1st
My eighth platoon got murked, got burnt for all our

After the funeral, I low, countin' my last ten G's
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Three later, yo, I'm back in the P's
Gatherin' up information, checkin'
Keepin' a forty-five auto' like it was bases
When it get dark, venom leave my mark
I heard a voice through a bullhorn, a white man he
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"Yo, Starks! You're surrounded, put your gun, look at the rules
There's nothin' but cops, nigga, you not run"

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

(Over)
My, my, my day is over
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The masquerade is
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over
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Aiyo, aiyo, 11:40 a.m. in the best
I'm my bat, blew her ass back and chest in
my knob, yeah, no question, this my main bat
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She like that, so we don't use protection
But the night before, my wiz of check my phone
How the she get the codes, I don't know
Next thing, she layin' in the 'tel lobby, me
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Tippin' the doorman, hands with my bitch besides me
My heart drop, stops, scared to death

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

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

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My, my, my good day is
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The is over
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over
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Over, and my life
(The masquerade)
I it's over
(The masquerade)

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My, my, my good day is

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

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