Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Survival of The Fittest

Yeah.. this 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 from
You could run but you can't forever
From these, streets, we done took
You walkin head down scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no things as halfway crooks
They never around when the cooks in my part of town
It's similar to
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's
They better have the riot gear
Tryin to bag me and get rocked
By the mac one-double, I you
And you with not much to go home 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, before I put my foot down and to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all beef
You will be killed, put us together
It's like vodka and milk
I'm out blastin, takin my enemies with me
And if not, they scarred, so they never forget me
Lord me the hennesey got me not knowin how to act
I'm fallin and I can't back
Or it's the words from my man killa black
That I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my
My goal's to stay
Survival of the fit only the survive

Chorus: mobb

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

I'm trapped, in two worlds, tryin to get dough y'know
the dough get low the jewels go, but never that
As long as smoke crack
I'll be on the block hustlin my stacks
No doubt, watchin my back and proceed caution
Five-oh lurkin, no to get lost in -- the system
Niggaz usin fake names to get out
My brother did it and got with two ounces
I-llegal world 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 you're upstate bleedin
You can't find a to troop your bid witchu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's
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 trickin
I'm like a jew, dough so I can big whip
Pushin a lex, now I'm set, to jet
No matter how loot I get I'm stayin in the projects, forever
Jakes on the we out-clever
If beef, we seperate and pull together
When worse comes to worse and my peoples first
Try to react and get them motherfuckin feelings
My crew's all about
Fuck lookin cute, I'm strictly timb boots and army suits
Puffin l's, back, enjoyin the smell
In the bridge gettin down it ain't hard to
You realize

Chorus: mobb

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

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