Luyện nghe bài hát Die like a G

(Intro)
They say you by it, die by it
The of a G

(Hook)
If my is anything like my life
Then Ima die a G
your hammers up in the sky just for me
I dont in the Stuy, the Stuy live in me
Nigga what! Hit you up the Mack
Nigga what! You fuckin with Pap
Sendin at me, Im bustin em back
So I around the town with the gun in my lap

(Verse 1)
Ayo my is my life, my word is my bond
You pull the 2-5, Ima the FoFo long
Niggas cant my reign, my buzz too strong
I was here you came, Ill be here when you gone
Keep talkin like you tough when singin ya song
I blow ya off, make the morgue sow it back on
Niggas catch in the night, and slip in the dawn
Thats why the most get dropped in the early morn
When the gets scooped up and shipped to the morgue
The go in the crib and pillow talk to his girl
Baby mom say she gon send him where he
Call the cops thats what when the woman is scorned
At the end of most arguments somebody get
Always gotta be right, just admit you wrong
Say you gon ride the hood and blow your chromes
But you just bop the hood and blow your horn

(Hook)
If my death is like my life
Ima die like a G
Throw hammers up in the sky just for me
I dont live in the Stuy, the live in me
what! Hit you up with the Mack
Nigga what! You fuckin with Pap
shots at me, Im bustin em back
So I ride around the with the gun in my lap

(Verse 2)
Feel Im Tarzan, aw man, my girl Jane
My homies wild like the animals we all
Lookin for this cause he owe me some small change
Heard he in the spot,
How you gon gamble you owe me homie?
I ran up in the card game with long thing
Im puttin dots on they heads they playing poker
I playin with yall lames,
Man I gave them niggas polka dots like
Sayin they killers, man when they gon start
When blood starts spillin start sayin yall chillin
Let them outta town catch yall slippin
Pump work on the block, took outta yall kitchen
in ya parties, sexed all of yall women
You runnin round talkin you aint got no hard feelings
You aint got no hard feelings cause really a broad
This nigga soft, I feel him if his feelings aint hard

(Hook)
If my is anything like my life
Ima die like a G
Throw your up in the sky just for me
I dont live in the Stuy, the Stuy in me
Nigga what! Hit you up with the
Nigga what! You fuckin with Pap
Sendin shots at me, Im em back
So I ride around the town the gun in my lap

(Verse 3)
Cause snatch you sharks out the ocean, and you die
Take you guppies out the tank and let you dry
Kill you piranhas at the of an eye
But I thinkin bout you I got some bigger fish to fry
when a nigga live the thug life and somebody hit em
The family wanna blame the person who with em
So if you was with your and yall got hit up
And he aint make it and you make it then you grip up
Now its more homicide, more
all they really wanna know is why you aint dead
A nigga follow my I aint gon scream and shout
Ima lead em to his death, thats what Im
Call my homie on the cell, you chillin no
These niggas the whip, they must think Im a slouch
Ima ride through the block, by the house
When you see the car behind me, air that out

(Hook)
If my death is anything my life
Ima die like a G
Throw your hammers up in the sky for me
I dont live in the Stuy, the live in me
Nigga what! Hit you up the Mack
Nigga what! You aint fuckin Pap
Sendin shots at me, Im em back
So I ride around the town the gun in my lap