Luyện nghe bài hát It's Over

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

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

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

Aiyo, back in '95 when I was bitches
Pumpin' coke out the spot, fiends in the kitchen
All around sucks whenever, blowin' chronic out of Philly's
Gettin' flusty in the Link era
Niggas tellin' me my is hot
like I think any day now, playboy, shit gon' pop
Back then I was the phat Ghost, came March 1st
My eighth platoon got murked, got burnt for all our

the funeral, I played 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 will my mark
I heard a through 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 my life
(The masquerade)
I it's over
(The masquerade)

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

Aiyo, aiyo, 11:40 a.m. in the Western
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 thorough like that, so we use protection
But the night before, my wiz of check my phone
How the fuck she get the codes, I know
Next thing, she layin' in the 'tel lobby, me
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Tippin' the doorman, holdin' with my bitch besides me
My drop, everything stops, scared to death

my broad to keep it moving, 'cuz I just got knocked
Don't around, as soon she did, she bust a shot
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Plus she talk, security drop when she the glock
I had the gum-face on, face on
Didn't say shit, not cough or spit, my bitch 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 it's
(The masquerade)

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

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

(Over)
My, my, my good day is

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

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