Luyện nghe bài hát Die

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

Nigga, that shooter music
I'm about that life so much I might go touch my butt
And my dick might go up
Nigga, that nostril on that rifle'll the snot right out you
Try me and I try out ya
The drum on the gun is like Phi Alpha
But there no frat niggas in the hood be calling me Tackleberry
And if he's iron, he will him a easier time trying
To put on some and go in and try to tackle Barry
Then he go against this got G4 buying, Detroit lion
I'm about life so much I might go golf
Trying to get me a hole-in-one to remind me of life I go off
Homocidal thoughts, bodies outlined in chalk by the time it's
Dahmer signing his name on a dotted line with a body part
I don't give a fuck if they wilding, I got a clip full of fucking Ray
Selling that Sarah Palin, in day, a Letterman Fallon
When I shoot this iron, all you hear is hooping and like
(Bombs away) Bootsy

you been asking for, yes, I'm about to give 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
Sounds I got an AK dumping 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 die-ei-ei-ei die

They shot my nigga times, as his abdominal bled
They robbed him for phenomenal bread, domino led
To other dominos fallin' in his clique, off with their heads,
Saw him in hospital bed, leaned away from the doctor and said
They'll all be dead soon, and I'm talking that nurse can change the IV
I'mma put em in the dirt, leave em leaking flavored ice tea
My G, him and take his ID
I'm a like E-M-I-N-E-M and Ja-Y-Z
it's karate, it's Mr. Miyagi mixed with Issey Miyake
Smell chopper kicking when it's lifting ya body
as Buggatis, then I'm hitting the Omni
With a licking my dick in the lobby; this New Edition, I'm Bobby
laner
I'm speaking the truth, put 3 in the
I'mma wet head like a leak in the roof
Then I'm leaving the for gas chamber
My granny calling me a rap
But she don't know I use my strap

Everything you been for, yes, I'm about to give it to you
You gotta 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 to the radio
If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a
as I pull my gun I know that someones gonna die, die, die, die
Someone's die-ei-ei-ei die

Look, this a whole "Ether"
Hop out, black mask, low
Tell the goonies keep it low the reefer
New on old heaters
We ain't rapped too
Starving, they Jeffrey Dahmer had appetite
I'm detail, not
Don't lay head 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
Bullet go through 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 left with is
With that I'm emphasis
And in
Put he's hated by percentages
And all my nemesis even let 'em on the premises
One shot, him for life, he'll be belligerent
Even his text messages are gonna read like whispering
Bulletproofed the for Trayvon Martin
go to war with the cops, even they aren't pardoned

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