Luyện nghe bài hát Die like a G

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

(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 Stuy in me
Nigga what! Hit you up with the
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 1)
Ayo my bond is my life, my word is my
You pull the 2-5, Ima pull the FoFo
Niggas cant stop my reign, my buzz too
I was when you came, Ill be here when you gone
talkin like you tough when youre singin ya song
I blow ya head off, make the sow it back on
Niggas catch in the night, and slip in the dawn
Thats why the most bodies get in the early morn
When the body gets scooped up and shipped to the
The killer go in the crib and talk to his girl
mom say she gon send him where he belong
Call the cops what happens when the woman is scorned
At the end of arguments somebody get warned
Always gotta be right, just admit when you
Say you gon ride through the hood and blow your
But you just bop through the and blow your horn

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

(Verse 2)
Feel like Im Tarzan, aw man, my girl
My homies like the animals we all bang
Lookin for this coward cause he owe me small change
he in the gambling spot,
How you gon gamble you owe me homie?
I ran up in the card game with that thing
Im dots on they heads while they playing poker
I aint playin with lames,
Man I gave niggas polka dots like Charmane
they killers, man when they gon start killin
When blood starts spillin yall sayin yall chillin
Let them outta niggas catch yall slippin
work on the block, took food outta yall kitchen
Flossed in ya parties, all of yall women
You round talkin bout you aint got no hard feelings
You aint got no hard feelings cause youre really a
nigga soft, I dont feel him if his feelings aint hard

(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 with the
Nigga what! You fuckin with Pap
Sendin at me, Im bustin em back
So I ride around the town the gun in my lap

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

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