Luyện nghe bài hát Die A Gangsta

[Intro:
Better he die a gangster
Better hope he die a
Super, out of here,

Future]
I he die a gangster
I you plan on game, there's too much blood on these fingers
out a headshot, put 'em holes in an asshole
I'm on X pills, I'm out of control
I'm on X pills, I'm out of control
What you do to my neck piece?
What you do to my neck piece?
What you do to my piece? Woah

I do my thing, I do my thing, I spread my
For Myesha, for Myesha, I had a on when you was real
We eat Benihanas for breakfast, we got a chef at the
We got a semi auto, you the this a motherfucking trip

[Hook:
Man I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off, somebody get killed
All of my instincts done me that these niggas, they ain't real
Man I off on the scene, I had 300 on the whip, yeah
They even understand why they glorify my drip, yeah

1: Future]
60k on sip, 100 in the clip
Somebody playing, got spilt
Went I hit the Tec you dip
Spit the block the AK, I heard everything got flipped
In one smoked a zip, it took me one hour, she got drip
Gram of kush and a
Told you I'm a beast
If you try your luck it sweet
I'ma put these niggas right me
I make my way the east
My plug 10 with the
I put main in the knotty
I double barrel the shotty
You pump faking with some
You lucky they ain't hit mama
A lot of in my body
Got me smoking
Pulled up in his of trenches
up, get a nigga whacked
Pulled up, a nigga ho
Pulled up running through the

[Hook:
I hope he die a gangster, I hope he die a
I hope he die a
Man I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off, somebody get killed
All of my instincts done told me that these niggas, they real
Man I off on the scene, I had 300 on the whip, yeah
They can't even why they glorify my drip, yeah

[Verse 2: Mane]
got a black card just to go in the wallet
Soon as I go in your jump I'ma go in your
They call me East Santa, I'ma fuck up the profit
I'm the grinch stole Christmas, I might go in your stocking
I'm talking too cocky, I got so much
My wrist is too rocky, they let Wop loose
I'm talking plug talk, this don't to you
I'm a trap astronaut, I use cocaine for fuel
You got a meeting with my shooters it arrange for you
I bust your head and celebrate, man champagne's for you
You're talking gangster but you'se a lame, this the lane for you
This FBG and 1017, this ain't the for you
Wop

[Hook:
I hope he die a gangster, I he die a gangster
I he die a gangster
Man I'm off, I'm pissed off, somebody outta get killed
All of my instincts done told me that these niggas, they real
Man I flew off on the scene, I had 300 on the whip,
They can't even understand why they glorify my drip,