Luyện nghe bài hát 24 Hours To Live - Black Rob

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I you to ask yourself one question
If you had twenty four hours to live, what you do?
That's deep shit right there, a lot of pressure
How you handle it?
Mase, what you do?

Yo, I'd turn out all the hoes heterosexual
conceited niggas right off the pedestal
I'd even for my dad that I never knew
And show him how I in my beretta, too
I'd do good shit take kids from the ghetto
Show what they could have if they never settle
every white kid from high class level
Show 'em what christmas like growin' up in the
Teach how to spend, stack the rest
Give to the niggas under massive stress
Give bum on the street cash to invest
And harlem will blow up be my last request

Yo, yo if I had four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
I'd probably eat some fried chicken and a nantucket
Then go get a jar from
And sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
the three power, hop in the eddie bauer
And go give all six to papi that sold me flour
Get a fresh baldy, a few calls
Shop at the mall, shoot a lil'
Have all of my bitches on one at the same time
Spread it out on different
And I'm gon' play lotto, for
Even though I ain't gon' be tomorrow, so what

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You know when I was to the ledge
I'd probably be in the
this bare spanish mami playin' 'tween my legs
Then I'm off to get and smoke one a them dreads
And get that bitch from '89 gave us up to the feds
Thought of momma, wrote her a note, we close
I her boyfriend so I put one in his throat
Fuck around and sniff an of raw, bust the four
Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the
in the whip, git them cats I wanted to git
Since the tavern on the green robbery in
Went home took a in nice cold water
And spent my last hours wit my son and my

1 - if you had twenty hours to live just think
Where you go?
would you do?
Who you screw?
And who you wanna notify?
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass to die?

If you had twenty four hours to live just
Where you go?
What you do?
Who would you
And who you wanna notify?
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass to die?

What hey yo, if I had twenty four nigga get the raw
Run all them papi's spot, put one in his head at the
For the times that I paid for an he gave me twelve
The other had to be baking soda by itself
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the
With those bricks in a bookbag and a jag I just grabbed
Went in there the bank teller wit the pretty face
Fuck her in the safe, and her take me to my place
make a kid but that's selfish and that'll be bad
For my son to the same shit his pops just had
And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be wit tnt
Run up in city hall and the judges wit me

If I had twenty four to live, I'd probably die on the fifth
Run in the station squeezin the
I'll be waitin' to get to hell and bust down
Styles' on this shit and I got vacant
Back to the four I make it out the precinct
Shootin niggas I hate in they face while they eatin'
I'm on the job robbin' so-called don
Give the money to my and tell her that I'm gone
I would my little brother that niggas mean him harm
He should learn to the future without readin' palms
When they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the
So fuck bein' violent get and bonds

Twenty four until my death
So I'm gon' waste alot of lives, but I'll cherish breath
I know where I'm goin', but i'mma send you there first
And with the shit I'll be doin', i'mma send you there worse
I've livin' with a curse, and now it's all about to end
But before I go, say hello to my friend
But I gots to make it right, with my mother
Try to explain to my son, tell my girl I her
C-4 up the coat, snatch up my dog
Turn three buildings on wall street, into a fog
Out with a bang, you will remember my
I to live forever, but this wasn't fame

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