Luyện nghe bài hát Dats Why We Die

1

Let me at you true thugs
Fo da wanna dump slugs
On da where dey slang drugs

Only God is dan blood
Fo da of da luv
Know He shedded His
Who you it was
Huh Huh Huh Huh

Had you dem slugs
Leavin em
dey really did needed da luv

Huh!
you got figgaz
You can die
You can or die or
You can live wit us

Too on da lockdown
So you tell em all put da glock down
in da Source think you hot now
While you ridin in yo wit yo top down

All da way Pompano
To let em
Son, just how da go

And from Ft.
Where dey make em
And dey more weight dan mail

In da M I A da thugs live and die everyday
In da hood where da cry everyday
Where da listen to Slip-n-Slide everyday
(okay--Shut Up)

S. why we die
In da why we die
In da south ya'll tellin dese lies--dat's why we die
why we die
why we die
Alabama, young thugs--dat's why we die

You got dese young backin it up--dat's why we die
You got dese cats blazin it up--dat's why we die

Cash Money--dat's why we die No why we die
Roc-a-fella ya'll tellin lies--dat's why we die

Not why we die
Murder why we die
why we die

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Let me you somethin partna you ain't ready to die
Cause you take yo last breath and you close yo
Same ones dat stare you in yo mouth
Same ones dat run up in yo
And da ones you thought was wit you
Hit you up in da wit a 22
Fo da of it
So I'm it
Don't know who you messin wit

you husslin everyday in dese streets--dat's drug money
Then you leavin people in dese streets--dat's blood money
And then these babiez can't eat--dat's not funny

Huh Uh--dat's why we die Huh why we die

Yo words hittin em up a hot slugg
da girls wanna bounce in da hot tub
See da in her eyes--never knew luv
Let em dat Christ is da true luv

And I Know you a big Benz
Big body wit da tight
Navigators and sittin on da blades
Cuase you get paid
want it nowadays

Black Rob said whoa (whoa whoa)
Make you hit da ceilin yo
Cause you make a sales
Sittin in da jail (but he in jail)
da devil caught you slippin yo
A-Z body wanna fo dough
So dey dey soul
Ya'll how da story go

how dese jiggaz is
So dey you
Baby boy keep it real
But you need em yo
nowhere around
Sonny boy you da deal

In L.A.--dat's why we die
In whey we die
East and west coast tellin lies--dat's why we die

3 (D.C.P.)
'78 lil killer born into a world of sin
Pimps, coke, cash
Momma I wouldn't last
Born with a pipe in my
Cause she did she did to get the blast

Got a little
Now I'm on the streets with a full of D and the heat
And the cola in the dosha
in the nova trying to succeed
To a key and a

Now rap game got to like Ford to Chevrolet
Look boy to of em man getting sprayed
Ya boy been slanging yah '98
Now Florida state got your boy

them playboy to let Christ in
Bet you 9 out of 10 stay out the pin
to get dividends

So you spit in lost souls
Dog now your boy stretching 10 from
All the way back to the in the shy
Spittin fire them all
While ya'll boys to ball

And we go fly while ya'll boys fall
Look through while ya'll the coke
Sip mo we saving a soul
Lip cause ya'll messing with us
Ain't it though
But ya'll the bus

Dog you can me
Go ahead if you
But every knee bow
NY to the

Slip and Slide in the
Devil em up
You can still turn woddy
em up

Navigator boy chicks and chains
Ain't to me cat
I'm making em change
Wood grain and
Must away
why we die lil dog
You have to pay