Luyện nghe bài hát Die A Gangsta

Better hope you die a gangster, gangster,
Super, out of here,

I you die a gangster
I hope you plan on game, there's too much blood on these
Send out a headshot, put them O's in an
I'm running on X pills, I'm out of
I'm on X pills, I'm out of control
What you do my neck piece? Woah
What you do with my neck piece?
What you do my neck piece? Woah

I had to do my thing, I do my thing, I spread my
For Myesha, for Myesha, I had a crush when you was
We eat for breakfast, we got a chef at the crib
We got a semi auto, you the desperado, this a trip

Man I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off, outta get killed
All of my instincts told me that these niggas, they ain't real
Man I off on the scene, I had 300 in the whip, yeah
You can't even understand why they my drip, yeah

60 K on sip, 100 in the clip
playin', they got spilt
Went I hit the set you dip
Spit the block with the AK, I heard everything got
In one hour smoked a zip, it took me one hour, she got
Gram of kush in a
Told you I'm a beast
If you try your luck, it ain't
put these niggas right beneath me
I make my way throughout the
My plug 10 with the
I put your main in the
I double with the shotty
You pump fakin' some riders
You they ain't hit your mama
A lot of in my body
Got me smokin'
Pulled up in his of trenches
Pulled up, get a whacked
up, took a nigga ho
Pluto through the racks

I you die a gangster
I you die a gangster
I hope you die a
I you die a gangster
Man I'm off, I'm pissed off, somebody outta get killed
All of my instincts done told me that niggas, they ain't real
Man I off on the scene, I had 300 in the whip, yeah
You can't even why they glorify my drip, yeah

Just got a Black Card... to go in the wallet
Soon as I go in your I'ma go in your pocket
They call me Atlanta Santa, I'ma fuck up the profit
I'm the Grinch stole Christmas, I might go in your stocking
I'm talkin'. too cocky, I got so much
My is. too rocky, they done let Wop loose
I'm talkin'. plug talk, don't pertain to you
'Cause I'm a astronaut, I use cocaine for fuel
You got a meetin' my shooters, it's been arranged for you
I bust your head and celebrate, man this for you
You're talkin' gangster but a lame, this ain't the lane for you
FBG and 1017, this ain't the gang for you
Wop

I hope you die a
I hope you die a
I you die a gangster
I you die a gangster
Man I'm pissed off, I'm off, somebody outta get killed
All of my instincts done told me these niggas, they ain't real
Man I off on the scene, I had 300 in the whip, yeah
You can't even understand why they my drip, yeah