Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Survival of The Fittest

Yeah.. this one out.. to my man killa b
No indeed.. without weed.. knowhati'msayin?
That old shit..

There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe
You could run but you can't hide
From these, streets, we done took
You walkin witcha head scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no such things as crooks
never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the control
They better have the riot ready
Tryin to bag me and get rocked
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you not much to go home wit
My skin is thick, I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home, puffin lye
New got a nigga depressed
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 will soon be killed, put us
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
forgive me the hennesey got me not knowin how to act
I'm fallin and I can't back
Or maybe it's the words 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 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 this til the day we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(we still it)
We this til the day that we die
(we this til the day that we die)
Survival of the fit the strong survive
(survival of the fit the strong..)

I'm trapped, in two worlds, tryin to get dough y'know
When the dough get low the jewels go, but never
As as fiends smoke crack
I'll be on the block countin my stacks
No doubt, watchin my back and proceed with
Five-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the
Niggaz usin names to get out quick
My brother did it and got with two ounces
I-llegal world where hit the block hard
Ask my man when he got bagged, that fucked 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 bid witchu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's
Wild on the I try to maintain
Tight with my loot, cause like to run game
niggaz like to trick but I ain't wit that trickin shit
I'm like a jew, savin dough so I can big
a lex, now I'm set, ready to jet
No how much loot I get I'm stayin in the projects, forever
on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we never and pull together
When worse comes to worse and my peoples come
Try to react and get them motherfuckin hurt
My all about loot
Fuck cute, I'm strictly timb boots and army certified suits
Puffin l's, laid back, enjoyin the
In the bridge gettin down it ain't to tell
You realize

Chorus: mobb

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

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