Luyện nghe bài hát Dats Why We Die

1

Let me holla at you true
Fo da wanna dump slugs
On da corner where dey slang

Only God is dan blood
Fo da of da luv
He shedded His blood
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 life wit us

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

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

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

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

S. why we die
In da why we die
In da dirty south ya'll 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 young 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 dese why we die

Not why we die
Inc--dat's why we die
why we die

2
Let me tell you somethin partna you ain't to die
you take yo last breath and you close yo eyes
Same ones dat stare you in yo mouth
ones dat run up in yo house
And da ones you was down wit you
Hit you up in da wit a 22
Fo da of it
So I'm it
even know who you messin wit

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

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

Yo words hittin em up like a hot
Made da girls wanna in da hot tub
See da pain in her eyes--never luv
Let em know dat Christ is da luv

And I Know you a big Benz
Big body wit da endz
and Escalades sittin on da blades
Cuase you get paid
Everybody it nowadays

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

Know how jiggaz is
So dey you
Baby boy imma it real
But when you em yo
Ain't nowhere
Sonny boy you know da

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

3 (D.C.P.)
'78 lil thug killer into a world of sin
Pimps, coke, fast
thought I wouldn't last
Born a pipe in my hand
she did what she did to get the blast

Got a older
Now I'm on the with a pocket full of D and the heat
And the cola seeds in the
Beat in the nova to succeed
To a key and a

Now rap game got to change Ford to Chevrolet
boy to many of em man getting sprayed
Ya boy been yah since '98
Now Florida state got boy caged

Tell them to let Christ in
Bet you 9 out of 10 thugs out the pin
to get dividends

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

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

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

Slip and in the fire
burning em up
You can still around woddy
em up

Navigator truck boy and chains
nothing to me cat
I'm making em change
Wood grain and
Must pass
why we die lil dog
You have to pay