Luyện nghe bài hát In My Lifetime

This song is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he rest in peace
Who at his left us with the words that
He did it his way
(Uh huh, uh huh)
So I no other choice but to do it my way
Uh huh, uh huh

Uhh, niggaz are shootin' stupid
I'm plottin' ways to make it rotten
Well, planned hits you're long forgotten
Y'all that utilize my style don't hurt me

'Cause on the low of these rappin' ass niggaz wanna work for me
Now picture me on somebody block tryin' to rock
I drop bombs and niggaz see me with that by eight o'clock
My feet never touch the concrete, just street awards

While you're on my dick nigga, gimme yours
I don't hassle capsules, 'cause that'll make the grass grow
And get a project paid up the asshole
If I'ma risk a frisk, my wrists wrapped up in steel

I'm out here tryin' to make a mill', my shit is for real
While others worship guns I worship of money
Tons of fun, laughin' at shit that even funny
So I ain't pressed to make a CD, I took it

Eighty percent of these niggaz with
see me with the dough, uh

In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough
I need a lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash
I need a lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough
I need a lot of dough
In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of

(For real)
(True)
(True)

More ice winter ninety-four
I toured the fifty states a trunk of raw
Recrutin', I'm hittin' with consignment but don't play me
Oh, you gon' pay me, y'all ain't crazy

I'm laid back in the five Italian leather seat recliner
Under vagina, discussin' the finer, things
My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred inch
Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a and let 'em dream

think I've mastered the game, 'cause dames scream my name
With passion, I tell 'em stop flashin' and start
And all get off the corner, the only heat you'll feel
Is from a sauna, lettin' bubbles up your ass if you wanna

And fuck weed, it keeps you broke, invest in
Pounds of herbs and profit if wanna smoke dope
But keep your nuts, 'cause is a man's game
And we'll all pop champagne till a damn shame

In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough
I a whole lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of stash
I need a lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of dough
I a whole lot of dough
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash
I need a lot of cash

I'm to Vegas, gamblin' green-o at the casino
Schoolin' the dice Vinny Barberino
Welcome back, the ninety-four of the mack
As soon as these ladies see me they don't how to act

'Cause like that, nigga, never twist the cap of liquor
Only pop and droppin' Cristal's down my throat, a swigga
My style, intoxicated by my profile
Your rollin' with a pro with, money to child

You to feel how sweet the skills be
To come and slide Sugar Hill with me
The high roller, rolled up on your dice
a pack of bills, grab my balls then bet it all

I never slept, sleepin' keeps you deep in debt
On the you lucky if you see my silhouette
I'm ghost, envied by
So I keep a crew of crazy that's sling toast, fucker

In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough
I need a whole lot of
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of
I need a lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of
I a whole lot of dough
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash
I need a lot of cash

Haha, f'real, Jay-Z
Ski, Roc-a-Blok Productions, uh-huh,
Dame Dash,
Records, uh huh

Everybody from
Money, Big Sarge, B Hah
DJ Clark Kent, everybody
my V-A click running thick
D'Shawn in the house
y'all, this how we do