Luyện nghe bài hát Die

I present the of The Cool

Well I like a group of cows
That all ya wanna shoot you down
They got and a bunch of Mac 11s
Semi-automatic weapons that produce

on the street is, they all got heaters
They gon' hit you up and you ain't even see it
You got a lotta money, I ain't be funny
But they say, "Where you goin'? You ain't gon' need it"

They see you 'round, shinin' with ya
round diamonds pretty green-eyed lady
Been on the sideline poutin', while you prime poppin'
Hungry niggaz want a piece of your

I suggest you yo' bakery
'Cause they comin' for yo'
And it's a on that chain
That's hangin' from yo' neck, said

I don't know, what been told in your ear
But I hear it's goin' down, somebody
(Die)
Don't know, what you been in your ear
But business goin' round, gotta
(Die)

Hit a wit the mini-Mac strap
Clap any nigga he gettin' Gs' down here
In a meter, any nigga money and my honey
Man, I heard Micheal Young is the near

Run up on a from the back wit a Mac
Gon' be strapped 'cause a finna squeeze off ten
Run up on this nigga 'Lac,
Click clack, this nigga at? I need sin

is goin' down ever I see him
Bump a out like Oxy-10
And a couple of dollars up in the wallet
To pay the cops so can never box me in
(Die)

what I'm thinkin'
While ridin' around polishin' this big
I'ma him in the wind, pray the gun don't jam
So until we meet again, it's cool

I don't know, what you've been told in ear
But I it's goin' down, somebody gotta
(Die)
Don't know, you been told in your ear
But business goin' round, gotta
(Die)

Don't pay niggaz no mind
They hatin' on you, ain't witta shotty
And plannin' on a robbery, itchin' to catch a body
Creepin' in a stolen jalopy, out waitin' on you

I'm sittin' in a stolen car, finna rob nigga
Should I let the mini-Mac or the hit him?
I been waitin' all day, spot this nigga
I can't let him get away, pop this nigga, uh

Plus they don't know about the chopper in the
The Glocks in a box and the nine on
The glass, the 40's in the stash
You pull the steerin' and it pop on up

caliber stashed up in the stash box
Bulletproof windows, you break 'em wit a padlock
Ak in the trunk, the sounds bump
Two twin Glock 40's and a nine and this damn

Man, we finna go up in this club, a lil' love
Get a few drinks, holla at girls
Snatch up a pair, leave outta
Put some in the air, then go and get some grub

I say we go up in this club, show a lil'
Get a few drinks, at some girls
up a pair, leave outta there
Put some 'dro in the air, then catch a few

Ay, ay, ay, pull over here, I gotta take a pee
And go nowhere, nigga wait for me
And if some niggaz do kill you in the few minutes
Just remember my nigga, a heaven for a G

Ay ay, hold this right I'll be
I'll be right back, I take a piss man hold on
Fo' sho, ay man, ay don't leave be right back
Ay, leave I'll be back

your ass up man, damn
Coolest what, Coolest nigga what
nigga what, hustla fo' life, ay man
Aiyyo, hurry yo' ass up, man

Cool ass nigga man, fuckin' in the mornin'
Coolest in the world man
ain't fuckin' with me man
Nigga high, fly ass car

I run these motherfuckin'
out here lookin' for me
Nigga, I wish a would
Ay nigga yo' ass up, nigga, damn

Wassup now,
Ain't too now, is you nigga?