Luyện nghe bài hát It's Mine

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yo, you it
Infamous nine
two thousand
Ain't nuttin but over here, baby

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

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

Sleep with closed eyelids
say it's strange, sometimes that's how strange life get
Go easy on the bottle, niggaz to see when
slippin' off point, on the strength they bet
Scopin' your ice, appraisin' it the Diamond District Jeweler
With they hand on the

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

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 niggaz want, thug life is mine

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

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

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

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

Silk shirts on my chest what a flirt
Halle Berry blew a kiss at the Barbara Streisand
pants colored pink, gators match gangster musical thing
And I'll front like my doo doo stink

Instinct Cuba Gooding steppin' out the latest toy
Hazard blinkin', gators 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 cell
Call the chopper phone, heliport in my home, Quincy posters

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

Know how to leave anythin' in thirty
When you feel the heat, comin' and flee with the weapon
release one, shot you deceased, learn your lesson
Your turn to maggots, bastards, you past it
your flesh to ashes
You don't a suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket

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

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

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