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?
That old shit..

There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe
You could run but you can't forever
From these, streets, that we took
You witcha head down scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no things as halfway crooks
They never around the beef cooks in my part of town
similar 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, puffin lye
New york got a depressed
So I wear a slug-proof my guess
God bless my soul, before I put my down and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all unfinished
You soon be killed, put us together
It's like mixin vodka and
I'm goin out blastin, 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 fallin and I turn back
Or maybe it's the from my man killa black
That I say so it's left a untold fact, until my death
My goal's to stay
Survival of the fit the strong survive

mobb deep

Yo, yo
We livin 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)
We livin this til the day we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(we still it)
We livin 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 fiends smoke
I'll be on the block hustlin countin my
No doubt, watchin my back and with caution
Five-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the
Niggaz usin names to get out quick
My did it and got bagged with two ounces
I-llegal world squads 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 true peoples when 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
with my loot, cause 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 I get I'm stayin in the projects, forever
on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we seperate and pull together
When worse comes to worse and my come first
Try to and get them motherfuckin feelings hurt
My crew's all about
Fuck lookin cute, I'm strictly timb boots and certified suits
Puffin l's, back, enjoyin the smell
In the gettin down it ain't hard to tell
You better

Chorus: deep

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

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