Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Survival of The Fittest

Yeah.. this one out.. to my man killa b
No doubt indeed.. without weed..
That old shit..

There's a war on outside, no man is safe from
You could run but you can't forever
From these, streets, that we took
You walkin head down scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway
They around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's to vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the control
They better have the gear ready
Tryin to bag me and get steady
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you with not much to go wit
My skin is thick, I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home, lye relaxin
New york got a nigga
So I wear a slug-proof underneath my
God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to
And to the drama I built, and all unfinished
You soon be killed, put us together
It's like mixin vodka and
I'm out blastin, takin my enemies with me
And if not, they scarred, so they never forget me
Lord me the hennesey got me not knowin how to act
I'm fallin and I can't turn
Or maybe the words from my man killa black
That I can't say so left a untold fact, until my death
My goal's to alive
Survival of the fit the strong survive

mobb deep

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

I'm trapped, in between two worlds, to get dough y'know
When the dough get low the go, but never that
As long as fiends smoke
I'll be on the block hustlin countin my
No doubt, watchin my and proceed with caution
Five-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the
Niggaz usin fake names to get out
My brother did it and got with two ounces
world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man twin when he got bagged, that me up god
But shit happens for a
You find out your true peoples when you're upstate bleedin
You can't find a shorty to your bid witchu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 difficult
Wild on the streets I try to
Tight with my loot, hoes like to run game
Some niggaz like to trick but I ain't wit that shit
I'm like a jew, savin dough so I can big
Pushin a lex, now I'm set, to jet
No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin in the projects,
Jakes on the blocks we
If beef, we never seperate and together
When worse comes to worse and my come first
Try to react and get them motherfuckin feelings
My crew's all loot
Fuck lookin cute, I'm timb boots and army certified suits
Puffin l's, back, enjoyin the smell
In the bridge gettin down it hard to tell
You realize

Chorus: mobb

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

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