Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Or Alive

((yeah) yeah) Yeah! (yeah(yeah)) See (see) see this is the (yeah)
(street's) what I know is, ya'll listen up (yeah) fuck goin out (that's what you waitin for right here)
feel what I'm (let's go) Let's go!

They want it I got it, damn right flaunt it
Do anything you want, don't get up on it
Them OGs raised me, you them streets made me
Equipped with the game to drive these bitches crazy

Baby crazy, work match a straight jacket
We stack it all up and we Green Bay pack it
Never in life seen this many rubber bands
You ain't never in life seen this many hunned grands

Now even in the bake, you ain't seen movin lead
And so I would assume you was in the room
Money so dirty sweep it with a broom
Plus you gotta nigga in the afternoon

Go HARD on my liver feel SORRY for my
I'll when I die bitch it don't even matter
Dead or bet I'm in ya top five
ask ya hoe, bet I'm in ya bitch ride
E'er body be cool, I ain't tryin make a
First new Camaro that the ever seen
And bitch clean, and that bitch runnin
I ain't gotta bitch so I her like my woman
I tell her slow down, now baby UP
Go on show ya ass, let them see US
Red white and blue stones, yeah the like "heyah"
Southpa say I that jeweler one-eighty

My folks get it in like the Guard, lady
That's why my lookin like a postcard, baby
Tell me what you think of me so far,
Clip so I need a chauffer, baby

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