Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Ways To Die

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H to the K
A ass nigga residin' in the Bay
Still cola out the motherfuckin' palm trees
TRU to the game and off that Dank weed
Shoot a nigga up in the middle of the
And when you through the town you better wear your vest
East Bay gangsta, the P is not a prankster
Put the to your a jaw and watch a nigga gank ya
See it's a turf thing, fools to gangbang
Russian roullete, put the Glock to dome man
And if a live he have shit in his pants
Just the devil, taught you how to dirty dance
Merri D whip the beat up like some dope
I put the lyrics in the and watch that ass get smoked

99 to die, survival of the fittest
one way to stay alive
99 to die, survival of the fittest
Only one way to alive
99 to die, survival of the fittest
Only one way to alive

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Head for the 94, P got that deuce
Homies run, gon' like psycho ready to bust a few
street, I'm posted in the cut
Southside of the Rich, TRU give a fuck
Caught a fool slippin', to slang them Coca leaves
Mark's gettin' in my hood like some Dank weed
My homie little got the shotgun ready to bust a cap
tape around your mouth motherfucker did you ???
Ain't nobody trippin', caught that ass
Dumpin' bullets in your like young Scottie Pippen
Niggas in the truck, with
5 g's ready to roll up on your ass from some
Fry that ass Wendy's, where they fry fuckin' burgers
Well done drippin' in cause that's the way I serve ya
No lettuce or tomato, straight lead
people straight clip three bullets to your head

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Blood drippin' from my nose, I'm in a sweat
I done smoked this fool, sleep I need a cigarette
O.G. but it's for me to put in work
I mean the trigger, time to do my own dirt
King the window, I toss and turn in my sleep
Silkk on the pump, I hear the fuckin' police
It's my to come, i'm going out like Kadafi
Jumped out the ain't nobody gonna stop me
Still have fuckin' blood on my from the torture
??? with the motherfucker that I ya
Cause it's in the dope game
Have you ever held the of a dead man
It's serious G , I sleep though
And I'm on that motherfuckin' Indo
You gotta stay
Ain't no time to
Niggas in my hood left with they corpses' stank
Black-on-black it's all about the dividends
The government fed to my hood to make us kill again
Fake D.A., on my fuckin' case
Just like the ??? man, fuck the tape
I'm out on 50 g's and that's
And the sucka snitched on the P, got his cap peeled