Luyện nghe bài hát Sooner or Later

I know that (sooner)
Or (or later)
I'm going to my maker

Banks]
I never thought that in the beginning, I would see his in the end
Pay a man to pictures on the wall of my friends
1990's sins, It was all for tha
Ends for tha rims, Rims for tha Benz, Benz for tha
you talk bout money, make a mil' first
You don't dig me - sick me, kill me or get killed worse
Your in need of a real verse
Son of the man, God me like he feel church
Then right after speech time, it's sparkin' the crime
Niggaz throwin' everything at you, Cept' a sign
by the gun, Die by the gun
Till' my time come, Im'a spend time son
I could see them sad, When they remind you of them
Them woulda did the thing, We confined to the slum
And those that adapt, they either blind deaf or dumb
of a squirrel, Mind of a girl set to run

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks + Female
Why run nigga, it's gon
Its gon come nigga but the day it does
Im'a hold my down, take it in blood
Outsiders get no

Fishin' in a swamp in a desert, sweater
Half a billy a five, 2 in da ride
They call him Coke-Komo, Co-signed by kings in the rich
Made me 3 mil in a month, mumped
Ferrari by tha projects buildin', real dot tech ill
They dumb out wit uzi's and yo
Steak'll take meetings, beefin' too much - the legion
Bat in my hand - the sweet
Losin' money fellas, we won't have that, grab that
or come back, or get clap at
Me and my in tha kitchen
One sucking dick - I paid to shot and sent to the Brinxton
eatin' calamari, coke in a larrari's jar
Never broke, rob, eat with the godly's god
Get wit the or get wit the mob
Shalom to queens, we wild wit the beams

[Lloyd
Don't blame me blame South Side, That's what me my - crazy high
But I'll a traitor out my lazy eye - ladies spy
I'm the one you have that baby by - Maybe I'm
Better of alone, Keeps me in my
Nights roam, patron, GT in my chrome
Alien phone home, ET in my
I achieved they wanted, ease into they stomach
When you time slow, but ya weeks are numbered
And bad news you weak and numb
Like when i lost my old man, Damn near up the whole weekend son
I listened, friends turned foe
The toast so the fo' fo' will make a nigga run like - Cinco on my mink hoe
I'm the