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?
old real shit..

There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe
You run but you can't hide forever
From these, streets, that we took
You walkin witcha head down to look
You shook, cause no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my of town
similar to vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and the cop's control
better have the riot gear 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, cause I be up in the mix of
If I'm not at home, puffin lye
New york got a nigga
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 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 got me not knowin how to act
I'm fallin and I can't turn
Or maybe it's the words from my man killa
That I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my
My to stay 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 til the day that we die
Survival of the fit the strong survive
(thug life, we still it)
We livin til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong
(we still it)
We livin til the day that we die
(we livin this til the day we die)
Survival of the fit only the strong
(survival of the fit the strong..)

I'm trapped, in between two worlds, to get dough y'know
When the dough get low the jewels go, but that
As long as fiends smoke
I'll be on the block hustlin my stacks
No doubt, watchin my and proceed with caution
Five-oh lurkin, no to get lost in -- the system
usin fake names to get out quick
My brother did it and got bagged with two
I-llegal world where squads hit the hard
Ask my man twin when he got bagged, that me up god
But happens for a reason
You find out your true peoples when you're upstate 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, hoes like to run game
Some niggaz like to trick but I wit that trickin shit
I'm like a jew, savin so I can big whip
Pushin a lex, now I'm set, to jet
No matter how much loot I get I'm in the projects, forever
on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we never seperate and pull
worse comes to worse and my peoples come first
Try to react and get motherfuckin feelings hurt
My crew's all loot
Fuck lookin cute, I'm strictly timb boots and army certified
Puffin l's, back, enjoyin the smell
In the gettin down it ain't hard to tell
You realize

Chorus: mobb

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