Luyện nghe bài hát Sooner or Later

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

Banks]
I never thought in the beginning, I would see his fall in the end
Pay a man to paint pictures on the of my friends
1990's sins, It was all for tha
Ends for tha rims, for tha Benz, Benz for tha skins
you talk bout money, make a mil' first
You don't dig me - sick me, Either me or get killed worse
songs in need of a real verse
Son of the man, God me like he feel church
Then right after speech time, it's the street crime
Niggaz throwin' everything at you, Cept' a peace
by the gun, Die by the gun
Till' my time come, Im'a spend time son
I could just see them sad, When remind you of them
Them did the same thing, We confined to the slum
And those that don't adapt, they either 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 but till' the day it does
Im'a hold my shit down, take it in
Outsiders get no

Fishin' in a in a desert, Lizard sweater
a billy a five, 2 macs in da ride
They him Coke-Komo, Co-signed by kings in the rich homo
Made me 3 mil in a month, Pockets
Ferrari still by tha projects buildin', dot tech ill
dumb out wit uzi's and wheels yo
Steak'll meetings, beefin' too much dough - the legion
Bat in my hand - the sweet
Losin' money fellas, we won't have that, grab that
or don't back, or get clap at
Me and my in tha kitchen
One sucking dick - I paid to have and sent to the Brinxton
Dogs eatin' calamari, in a larrari's jar
Never broke, hardly rob, eat 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 Side, That's what made me my - crazy high
But I'll spot a traitor out my eye - ladies spy
I'm the one you wanna have that by - Maybe I'm
Better of alone, me in my zone
Nights roam, patron, GT in my chrome
Alien home, ET in my throne
I achieved what wanted, ease into they stomach
you broke time slow, but ya weeks are numbered
And bad keeps you weak and numb
Like when i my old man, Damn near threw up the whole weekend son
I shoulda listened, turned foe
The toast so the fo' fo' will make a nigga run like Ocho - on my mink hoe
I'm the