Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Survival of The Fittest

Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man b
No doubt indeed.. without weed..
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 done
You walkin witcha down scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway
never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to
Now we all grown up and old, and the cop's control
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 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 beef
You will be killed, put us together
It's like mixin and milk
I'm out blastin, takin my enemies with me
And if not, they scarred, so will never forget me
Lord me the hennesey got me not knowin how to act
I'm fallin and I can't back
Or maybe it's the from my man killa black
That I can't say so left a untold fact, until my death
My goal's to alive
of the fit only the strong survive

Chorus: mobb

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

I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin to get dough
When the dough get low the jewels go, but that
As as fiends smoke crack
I'll be on the hustlin countin my stacks
No doubt, watchin my back and proceed caution
Five-oh lurkin, no to get lost in -- the system
Niggaz usin fake names to get out
My brother did it and got bagged with two
I-llegal world squads hit the block hard
Ask my man twin when he got bagged, fucked me up god
But shit happens for a
You find out who's your peoples when you're upstate bleedin
You can't a shorty to troop your bid witchu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 difficult
Wild on the 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 a jew, savin dough so I can big whip
Pushin a lex, now I'm set, to jet
No how much loot I get I'm stayin in the projects, forever
Jakes on the we out-clever
If beef, we never and pull together
When worse 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 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 only the 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 livin til the day that we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(we livin it)
We livin this til the day we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(thug life, we livin it)
(the survive)

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