Luyện nghe bài hát Die

Everything you been for, yes, I'm about to give it to you
You ain't gotta worry no more, I'm about to put one through you
I got a bullet with your name on it, coming through the
Sounds I got an AK dumping straight to the radio
If you trying to be target practice, you finally a shooter
Soon as I pull my gun I that someones gonna die, die, die, die
gonna die-ei-ei-ei die

Nigga, this that shooter
I'm about life so much I might go touch my rifles butt
And my just might go up
Nigga, that on that rifle'll knock the snot right out you
Try me and I try out ya
The drum on the gun is Beta like Phi
But there ain't no frat niggas in the hood be calling me
And if he's iron, he have him a easier time trying
To put on some pads and go in and try to tackle
Then he go this got damn G4 buying, Detroit lion
I'm about that life so I might go golf
Trying to get me a to remind me of life when I go off
thoughts, bodies outlined in chalk by the time it's dark
Dahmer signing his name on a dotted line with a bloody part
I don't give a fuck if they wilding, I got a full of fucking Ray Allens
Selling that Sarah Palin, in day, a Letterman Fallon
When I shoot this iron, all you hear is and hollin' like
(Bombs away) Collins

Everything you been asking for, yes, I'm about to it to you
You ain't gotta no more, cause I'm about to put one through you
I got a with your name on it, coming through the radio
like I got an AK dumping straight to the radio
If you trying to be target practice, you finally a shooter
Soon as I pull my gun I that someones gonna die, die, die, die
Someone's gonna die

They shot my nigga times, as his abdominal bled
robbed him for phenomenal bread, that domino led
To other fallin' in his clique, off with their heads, sick
Saw him in that hospital bed, leaned away from the and said
They'll all be dead soon, and I'm talking before nurse can change the IV
I'mma put em in the dirt, leave em rasberry flavored ice tea
My G, him and take his ID
I'm a like E-M-I-N-E-M and Ja-Y-Z
Bitch karate, it's Mr. Miyagi mixed with Issey Miyake
Smell that chopper kicking when it's ya body
Quick as Buggatis, then I'm hitting the
With a chicken my dick in the lobby; this New Edition, I'm Bobby
laner
I'm speaking the truth, put 3 in the
I'mma wet your head like a in the roof
Then I'm leaving the for gas chamber
My granny calling me a rap
But she know I use my strap finger

Everything you been asking for, yes, I'm about to it to you
You ain't gotta no more, cause I'm about to put one through you
I got a bullet with name on it, coming through the radio
Sounds like I got an AK straight to the radio
If you to be target practice, you finally found a shooter
Soon as I pull my gun I know that gonna die, die, die, die
Someone's gonna die

Look, this a whole "Ether"
Hop out, mask, low Caesar
Tell the keep it low with the reefer
New on old heaters
We ain't rapped too
Starving, they thought Jeffrey had appetite
I'm detail, not
Don't lay your if you shit by it
Got skeletons, but my private
I paved the way, misguided
So try it, send a threat
Tie her up end her yet
go through your wife's eye now we know you ain't on the internet
In my head I see amateurs, can't a memory
All I'm with is images
that I'm putting emphasis
And in
Put he's by large percentages
And all my nemesis won't let 'em on the premises
One shot, change him for life, he'll be
Even his text messages are gonna read he's whispering
Bulletproofed the hoodie for Martin
Then go to war with the cops, even they aren't

Everything you been for, yes, I'm about to give it to you
You ain't worry no more, cause I'm about to put one through you
I got a with your name on it, coming through the radio
Sounds like I got an AK dumping straight to the
If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a
Soon as I my gun I know that someones gonna die, die, die, die
Someone's die-ei-ei-ei die