Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Survival of The Fittest

Yeah.. this one out.. to my man killa b
No doubt indeed.. without weed..
That old shit..

There's a war goin on outside, no man is from
You run but you can't hide forever
From these, streets, we done took
You witcha head down scared to look
You shook, cause no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my of town
It's similar to
Now we all up and old, and beyond the cop's control
They better the riot gear ready
Tryin to bag me and get steady
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you not much to go home wit
My is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home, lye relaxin
New york got a nigga
So I wear a slug-proof my guess
God bless my soul, before I put my foot and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all unfinished
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 will never forget me
Lord forgive me the hennesey got me not how to act
I'm and I can't turn back
Or it's the words from my man killa black
That I say so it's left a untold fact, until my death
My goal's to alive
Survival of the fit the strong survive

Chorus: deep

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

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

Chorus: mobb

We livin til the day that we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(we still it)
We livin this til the day we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(thug life, we still it)
We livin this til the day we die
Survival of the fit the strong survive
(we still it)
We livin 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 life, get that ass paralyzed
mobb deep and all that..