Luyện nghe bài hát Dats Why We Die

1

Let me at you true thugs
Fo da ones dump slugs
On da corner where dey drugs

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

Had you dem slugs
em dead
Whey dey really did da luv

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

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

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 where da thugs 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 dirty ya'll tellin dese lies--dat's why we die
why we die
why we die
Alabama, Mississippi young why we die

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

Money--dat's why we die No Limit--dat's 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 tell you 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 you thought was down wit you
Hit you up in da wit a 22
Fo da of it
So I'm it
Don't even know who you wit

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

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

Yo hittin em up like a hot slugg
Made da wanna bounce in da hot tub
See da in her eyes--never knew luv
Let em know dat is da true luv

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

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

Know how dese is
So dey you
Baby boy keep it real
But you need em yo
Ain't nowhere
boy you know da deal

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

3 (D.C.P.)
'78 lil thug born into a world of sin
Pimps, coke, fast
Momma I wouldn't last
Born with a pipe in my
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 seeds in the dosha
in the nova trying to succeed
To a key and a

Now rap game got to change like to Chevrolet
Look boy to of em man getting sprayed
Ya boy been yah since '98
Now Florida got your boy caged

Tell them to let Christ in
Bet you 9 out of 10 stay out the pin
Trying to get

So you spit venom in lost
Dog now your boy stretching 10 Calieo
All the way back to the in the shy
fire reaching them all
While boys trying to ball

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

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

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

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