Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Survival of The Fittest

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

There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe
You could run but you can't hide
From these, streets, that we took
You walkin witcha head down scared to
You shook, cause ain't no things as halfway crooks
They around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's to vietnam
Now we all up and old, and beyond the cop's control
They have the riot gear ready
to bag me and get rocked steady
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you with not much to go wit
My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of
If I'm not at home, lye relaxin
New york got a depressed
So I a slug-proof underneath my guess
God bless my soul, I put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the I built, and all unfinished beef
You soon be killed, put us together
It's mixin vodka and milk
I'm out blastin, takin my enemies with me
And if not, they scarred, so they will forget me
Lord forgive me the got me not knowin how to act
I'm and I can't turn back
Or it's the words from my man killa black
I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my death
My to stay alive
Survival of the fit the strong survive

Chorus: mobb

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

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

Chorus: mobb

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

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