Luyện nghe bài hát It's Mine

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yo, you it
Infamous ninety
Infamous two
Ain't but thugs over here, baby

Yo, straight thugs on this side, do or die to the death
Like the terminal ill they last breath
your last rites, God, forgive me
For the sin I'm to commit, takin' a life

Kill or be killed, rather that somebody else
my will, you feel what I feel, you know the deal
Keep the next to my bed, one in the head
Hearin' noises, dead tired, eyes red

Sleep with half eyelids
Some say it's strange, sometimes how strange life get
Go easy on the bottle, niggaz love to see
Niggaz off point, on the strength they bet
Scopin' your ice, appraisin' it like the Diamond District
With hand on the biscuit

Do ya, wanna get caught lifted, or sober, so you can quick?
you off the atlas as if I caught you fuckin' my wife
On my thousand dollar
It's the world that I live in, Q.B. me
A moms that loved me and a pops raised me

Y'all need to give it up, we give a fuck
What niggaz want, thug, life is mine
Y'all need to give it up, 'cuz we don't give a
What y'all niggaz want, thug is mine

I got the style of a still child, I'm ill
If it's beef, poke him the fork, make sure he's done well
Very, very, the sreets raised me crazy, now I'm to it
So when they shootin', we'll stop the music
Keep it movin' that's how we do it, c'mon, Dunn
Been through more drama the Baldwins, you still crawlin'
Still

street rules to the office, high performance
Rap author, made millions off of melodic, productions
That'll with your conscience and touch your emotions
You feel me? You feel me? You feel me? I'll write a graphic

Escort niggaz to they grave, relate to the
We the black Mobb, it deeper than rap music
Don't get no realer than this, more real than any words I can muster
Pull the black trucks up, what?
Hop out them shits what? Y'all niggaz can't touch us

Y'all need to it up, we don't give a fuck
What y'all want, thug, life is mine
Y'all need to it up, 'cuz we don't give a fuck
What y'all niggaz want, life is mine

Silk shirts on my show what a flirt
Halle Berry a kiss at the Barbara Streisand concert
pants colored pink, gators match gangster musical thing
And I'll front my doo doo don't stink

Instinct like Cuba Gooding out the latest toy
Hazard lights blinkin', hit the floor
watch the red carpet entrance, cameras flashin'
Just to think, that was action

'Cuz goes either way, we came a long way
From hallway steps and me down shit
Fuck my foes, I seen the other side, NexTel roam
Call the phone, heliport in my home, Quincy Jones posters

Wake up, guns my pillow, I can't talk around chauffeurs
Shit is better than a novel,
it on tracks, it becomes classic
Start some, my heart pump, spark one, I'm God son
Nastradamus, one to blast one when the NARC's come

Know how to anythin' in thirty seconds
you feel the heat, comin' and flee with the murder weapon
I'll one, shot you deceased, learn your lesson
Your turn to maggots, bastards, you past it
Cremate your to ashes
You need a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket

Y'all need to it up, we don't give a fuck
What y'all niggaz want, thug life is
Y'all need to give it up, we don't give a fuck
What y'all niggaz want, thug life is

The is mine
The life is
The is mine
The is mine

Ill
You to give it up, we don't give a fuck
What y'all want, we don't give a fuck
Thug is mine
Y'all need to give it up, we don't give a
What y'all niggaz want, thug life is