Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Or Die

[AZ the
Yeah, New York Undercover
Whole things done changed...
Yeah, there's a lot of people puttin black eyes in the
Time to do this though...

it
I had a block locked, but took a fall now I'm off my
I gotta eat, so it's back to fuckin streets
And I will cause I'm an old timer
I bring the drama to any nigga, his or his fuckin mama
I got a look like Tevin
But still I gamble, and scramble
Cause money is in this damn zoo
And in order to make it, you take it
Be the boom booze bend or break it but don't fake it
That's why there's no guilt for these trife bloods I spilt
Took what built, flippin they drug game on tilt
Cause in New York, dealin drugs is a
You either sell it, smoke it, shoot up or
Either way caught
And I'm in it, now I'm in it to win it; sky's is the limit
No being some motherfucker's lieutenant
Shit, this point that's how I feel, I wanna fly
Yeah, it's doe or die

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It's a jungle sometimes
It's like a sometimes
It's like a sometimes, the weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep going under

[AZ the
And all hoods I hang with mix in they language
Love, that gang shit, sellin on the same strip
hard, no matter how much we hated
So dedicated, even our dreams are related
Shit, puff bananas, not even the cops can us
Cause of the way we vanish, everytime come to can us
25 we get the money live - fuck all funny jive
The streets is our source to survive
And any teeny-boppers think about tryin to stop us
I rather put head, through the propellers of a helicopter
Cause all my be playin for keeps
out the litter, so bitter
these don't even need sweets
Bringin the ruckus, some mad motherfuckers
Move at night truckers
When suckers see us, they us
Shit, only the real can relate to things a man'll, try
It's doe or die

[AZ the
And ever I was a tarface baby, watchin Scarface
I dreamed of guns and of coke on a car chase
A fat connect with a Colombian
Plus props from crooked cops, him tops not to run me in
Keepin my toaster in a holster
Havin hoes playin me closer, sexin on a silk
Livin the life of the rich and
Rugged but sharp a kitchen knife
Without from some bitchin wife
What a life, why I be on what I be on
Always to war for a score that's sure to put me on
And until then, I won't seal in I'm feelin
It was that I cried, but now its spillin
I'm all out, until I fallout; so much of a menace
when I finish milkin New York I'll to fall out
On the run, I know feds'll try to knock me
and railroad my soul to a hellhole if got me
But not me, I'm out fightin until I fry
hot lead no lie, like I said it's either doe or die

[AZ the
Visualizin the realism of life and
Fuck the baddest
A person's depends on salary

[AZ the
If not why not
Either in it, or your in the way Baby Pah
New yields, no
I it all..

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