Luyện nghe bài hát 24 Hours To Live - Black Rob

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I want you to ask one question
If you had twenty four hours to live, would you do?
some deep shit right there, a lot of pressure
How you handle it?
Mase, would you do?

Yo, I'd turn out all the that's heterosexual
Smack conceited niggas off the pedestal
I'd even for my dad that I never knew
And him how I look in my beretta, too
I'd do good shit like kids from the ghetto
Show them what they have if they never settle
every white kid from high class level
Show 'em christmas like growin' up in the ghetto
niggas how to spend, stack the rest
Give blunts to the 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 twenty four to kick the bucket, fuck it
I'd probably eat some chicken and drink a nantucket
Then go get a jar branson
And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of
Load the three power, hop in the eddie
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 telly at the time
Spread it out on different
And I'm gon' play lotto, for
Even though I gon' be here tomorrow, so what

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You know when I was to the ledge
I'd probably be in the
With this bare mami playin' 'tween my legs
I'm off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads
And get that bitch '89 that 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 an ounce of raw, bust the four
Fours, pull out my dick and a piss on the floor
Jump in the whip, git cats I wanted to git
Since the tavern on the green in eighty-six
Went home took a shower in nice water
And spent my last hours wit my son and my

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

If you had twenty four to live just think
would 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 four nigga gotta get the raw
Run all papi's spot, put one in his head at the door
For the that I paid for twenty an he gave me twelve
The eight had to be baking soda by itself
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the
With those in a bookbag and a stolen jag I just grabbed
Went in grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face
Fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my
make a kid but that's selfish and that'll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops had
And I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit tnt
Run up in city and take the judges wit me

If I had twenty four hours to live, I'd probably die on the
Run in the station the inf'
I'll be waitin' to get to hell and bust satan
on this shit and I got spot vacant
Back to the four I make it out the precinct
Shootin niggas that I hate in they face while they
I'm on the job robbin' every don
the money to my moms and tell her that I'm gone
I school 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 violent get stocks and bonds

Twenty four left my death
So I'm gon' waste alot of lives, but I'll cherish every
I know exactly I'm goin', but i'mma send you there first
And with the shit that 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 to my little friend
But I to make it right, reconcile with my mother
Try to explain to my son, tell my I love her
C-4 up the coat, snatch up my dog
Turn like buildings on wall street, into a fog
Out with a bang, you remember my name
I wanted to live forever, but this wasn't

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