Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Survival of The Fittest

Yeah.. sendin one out.. to my man killa b
No doubt indeed.. weed.. knowhati'msayin?
old real shit..

There's a war on outside, no man is safe from
You run but you can't hide forever
From these, streets, that we took
You walkin witcha down scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no such as halfway 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 cop's
They better the riot gear ready
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 nigga
So I wear a underneath my guess
God my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all unfinished
You will be killed, put us together
It's mixin vodka and milk
I'm goin out blastin, 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 and I can't turn back
Or maybe it's the from my man killa black
That I can't say so it's left a untold fact, my death
My goal's to alive
of the fit only the strong survive

Chorus: deep

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

I'm trapped, in two worlds, tryin to get dough y'know
When the get low the jewels go, but never that
As as fiends smoke crack
I'll be on the hustlin countin my stacks
No doubt, watchin my back and proceed with
lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the system
Niggaz usin fake names to get out
My did it and got bagged 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 happens for a
You find out who's your true when you're upstate bleedin
You can't find a shorty to troop your bid
Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's
Wild on the I try to maintain
Tight with my loot, cause hoes like to run
niggaz like to trick but I ain't wit that trickin shit
I'm like a jew, dough 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 never seperate and together
worse comes to worse and my peoples come first
Try to react and get them motherfuckin hurt
My all about loot
Fuck lookin cute, I'm strictly timb boots and army certified
Puffin l's, back, enjoyin the smell
In the bridge gettin down it ain't to tell
You better

Chorus: deep

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

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