Luyện nghe bài hát 25 to Life

Wyclef
Yo to my people time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, Ja Rule, come on
the heat.

Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of
stuck with a street hustlers
on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with the I was sellin'
and for the three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
but I listen to my conscience it's nonsense
if I didn't shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under the
fox chased by the hound permanent frown Xzibit get down
by liftin' by the pound for the tough individual
runnin' run his mouth throw hands with the General
walk one day in the of a criminal
death disease keep your to a minimal
I'm not talkin' weed, jewels, & Bentleys
I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot food, and
see what I mean livin' with the scum of the
hit with plenty of time to adjust to on the inside
(Wyclef)

You got me fucked up I'm
look I ain't do this shit you don't to hear my side
but you believin' bitch
You my nerves bad I need to smoke me a jo'
'cause I know ain't even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, told me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya
Y'all go that to my mother & my father
but they cus y'all so don't you even bother
you know that shit ain't that bitch didn't see nothin'
'cause it was dark at night but I guess us
the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my strike
man I goin' home I got 25 to Life.

QU New York, you try to criticize me I you
been the same muthafucka since in school
any beat I light to with crazy wattage
out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars
learned who not to trust obnoxious
so niggas start to me same time the boys in blue watch us
but they don't slow down take you to court
think you Judge Joe Brown they just actin'
Indy's throwin' back in another year
fuckin' with a nigga's career I cock back at in the air
give me space with plenty bass drink my Hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout take niggas hearts
and turn killers girl scouts works of art
Picasso from the Hydro roller-slash-hustler soldier

Ja
Kill or be killed behind the 40 day short
still the of murderer true to the sport
I bang with the best them career criminals
now I'm in with these lookin' to feel me out
Hollerin' how they gon' hit on me now
Niggas is real wild bangin' trial
new kicks new I don't give a fuck
I'm the yard ox taped to my nuts
ready to self Lord I don't wanna die
but what your honor to hit me with 25
I know that real every hustle
and die with niggas in the struggle
Ya me

Oh God shells loaded in the auto quoted
unknown cat never picture me on the scene
huntin' for greens like Mike Meyers or treatin' on Halloween
mashed down in the servin' the fiends
kill or be killed metal under the sleeve
in the city slicker checks or puff cess
love liquor & act figures bloodsport on the streets
no gloves pullin' knives out the handin' out cold cuts
ugh streets real thug so recognize thug yo' eyes thug
you to die thug!
Call the President I'm up ya residence
acid on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors outside free Gotti
guard your SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty

Wyclef: need to

For all my people doin' time keep head up
Wyclef Jerry "Wonder" New Millenium new millenium on