Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Survival of The Fittest

Yeah.. sendin one out.. to my man killa b
No doubt indeed.. weed.. knowhati'msayin?
That old shit..

There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe
You could run but you can't forever
From these, streets, that we took
You walkin witcha down scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no such as halfway crooks
They never when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to
Now we all grown up and old, and the cop's control
They better the riot gear ready
to bag me and get rocked steady
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you with not to go home wit
My skin is thick, I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home, lye relaxin
New got a nigga depressed
So I a slug-proof underneath my guess
God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to
And to the I built, and all unfinished beef
You will soon be killed, put us
It's like mixin vodka and
I'm goin out blastin, takin my with me
And if not, they scarred, so will never forget me
Lord forgive me the got me not knowin how to act
I'm fallin and I can't turn
Or maybe it's the from my man killa black
That I say so it's left a untold fact, until my death
My goal's to stay
Survival of the fit only the strong

Chorus: deep

Yo, yo
We this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(we livin it)
We livin this til the day we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(thug life, we livin it)
We livin til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(we livin it)
We this til the day that we die
(we livin this til the day we die)
Survival of the fit only the survive
(survival of the fit the strong..)

I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin to get dough
When the dough get low the go, but never that
As long as fiends crack
be on the block hustlin countin my stacks
No doubt, watchin my back and proceed with
Five-oh lurkin, no time to get in -- the system
Niggaz usin names to get out quick
My brother did it and got bagged two ounces
I-llegal where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man twin when he got bagged, that me up god
But shit for a reason
You find out who's your true peoples you're upstate bleedin
You can't find a shorty to troop your bid
Hit wit a 2 to 4 difficult
on the streets I try to maintain
Tight my loot, cause hoes like to run game
Some niggaz like to trick but I ain't wit that shit
I'm like a jew, dough so I can big whip
a lex, now I'm set, ready to jet
No how much loot I get I'm stayin in the projects, forever
Jakes on the we out-clever
If beef, we seperate and pull together
When comes to worse and my peoples come first
Try to and get them motherfuckin feelings hurt
My crew's all about
Fuck lookin cute, I'm strictly timb and army certified suits
Puffin l's, laid back, the smell
In the bridge gettin it ain't hard to tell
You realize

Chorus: deep

We livin til the day that we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(we livin it)
We livin til the day that we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(thug life, we livin it)
We this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(we livin it)
We livin this til the day we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(thug life, we still it)
(the survive)

Look in the eyes and get
alive, in ninety-five, word up
Hypnotic thug life, get that ass
Knahmsayin? mobb and all that..