Luyện nghe bài hát Die A Gangsta

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

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

I do my thing, I do my thing, I my wings
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 desperado this a trip

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

[Verse 1:
60k on sip, 100 in the clip
playing, they got spilt
Went I hit the Tec you dip
the block with the AK, I heard everything got flipped
In one hour smoked a zip, it me one hour, she got drip
Gram of and a leaf
Told you niggas I'm a
If you try your it ain't sweet
I'ma put these niggas beneath me
I make my way the east
My plug 10 the molly
I put your main in the
I double barrel the shotty
You pump with some riders
You they ain't hit your mama
A lot of pain in my
Got me marijuana
up in his side of trenches
Pulled up, get a nigga
Pulled up, a nigga ho
Pulled up running through the

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

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

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