Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Survival of The Fittest

Yeah.. sendin one out.. to my man killa b
No doubt indeed.. without weed..
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 done
You walkin witcha head scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no such things as crooks
They never around when the beef in my part of town
similar to vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's
They better the riot gear ready
to bag me and get rocked steady
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you with not to go home wit
My is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home, lye relaxin
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 soon be killed, put us
It's like vodka and milk
I'm out blastin, takin my enemies with me
And if not, they scarred, so they will never me
Lord forgive me the hennesey got me not how to act
I'm and I can't turn back
Or maybe the words from 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 only the strong

mobb deep

Yo, yo
We this til the day that we die
of the fit only the strong 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 this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit 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 between two worlds, tryin to get 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 to get lost in -- the system
Niggaz usin fake to get out quick
My brother did it and got bagged two ounces
I-llegal where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man twin when he got bagged, that me up god
But shit for a reason
You find out who's your true peoples when you're bleedin
You can't find a shorty to troop your bid
Hit wit a 2 to 4 difficult
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, 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
on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we seperate and pull together
When worse to worse and my peoples come first
Try to react and get motherfuckin feelings hurt
My all about loot
Fuck lookin cute, I'm timb boots and army certified suits
Puffin l's, laid back, the smell
In the gettin down it ain't hard to tell
You better

mobb deep

We livin til the day that we die
Survival of the fit the strong survive
(we still it)
We livin til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong
(thug life, we livin it)
We livin this til the day we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(we livin 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 and get wise
alive, in ninety-five, word up
Hypnotic thug life, get that ass
Knahmsayin? deep and all that..