Luyện nghe bài hát Die

Everything you been asking for, yes, I'm to give it to you
You gotta worry no more, cause I'm about to put one through you
I got a bullet with your name on it, coming through the
like 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 gonna die

Nigga, this shooter music
I'm about life so much I might go touch my rifles butt
And my dick 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 me Tackleberry
And if he's iron, he will have him a time trying
To put on pads and go in and try to tackle Barry
Then he go against this got damn G4 buying, lion
I'm about that life so I might go golf
Trying to get me a hole-in-one to remind me of when I go off
thoughts, bodies outlined in chalk by the time it's dark
Dahmer his name on a dotted line with a bloody body part
I don't give a fuck if they wilding, I got a full of fucking Ray Allens
that Sarah Palin, in broad day, a Letterman Fallon
When I shoot this iron, all you is hooping and hollin' like
(Bombs away) Bootsy

Everything you asking 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 bullet with 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 pull my gun I know that gonna die, die, die, die
gonna die-ei-ei-ei die

They shot my three times, as his abdominal bled
They robbed him for phenomenal bread, that led
To other dominos fallin' in his clique, off with heads, sick
Saw him in that hospital bed, away from the doctor 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 leaking flavored ice tea
My G, him and take his ID
I'm a renegade like E-M-I-N-E-M and
Bitch it's karate, it's Mr. Miyagi mixed Issey Miyake
Smell that chopper kicking it's lifting ya body
Quick as Buggatis, then I'm the Omni
With a chicken licking my dick in the lobby; this New Edition, I'm
laner
I'm speaking the truth, put 3 in the
I'mma wet your head a leak in the roof
Then I'm the booth for gas chamber
My granny me a rap singer
But she don't I use my strap finger

Everything you been asking for, yes, I'm about to it to you
You ain't worry no more, cause I'm about to put one through you
I got a bullet 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 someones die, die, die, die
Someone's gonna die

Look, a whole nother "Ether"
Hop out, mask, low Caesar
Tell the goonies it low with the reefer
New bodies on old
We ain't too tight
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 the way, y'all misguided
So try it, I'mma send a
Tie her up end her yet
Bullet go through your wife's eye now we you ain't on the internet
In my head I see amateurs, can't a memory
All I'm left is images
With that I'm putting
And in
Put hated by large percentages
And all my nemesis won't even let 'em on the
One shot, change him for life, be belligerent
Even his text messages are gonna like he's whispering
Bulletproofed the for Trayvon Martin
Then go to war with the cops, even they aren't

you been asking 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 the radio
like I got an AK dumping straight to the radio
If you trying to be target practice, you found a shooter
Soon as I my gun I know that someones gonna die, die, die, die
gonna die-ei-ei-ei die