Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wanna Die

Uh it out, yeah, let me tell you a little story
A little couple street tales, on the I be seeing
yo I'm from Harlem and everyday I see shit yo
Like this, it uh

Now a story 'bout a young kid
Had everything in life, had to ask for nothing more than twice
His was getting his, moms was a lawyer
And his ball game had him draft to the hoier's

He in love with a chick named Latoya
But did he know, Latoya was a hoe
Lot of shit 'bout he don't know
She fucked with some named Bo who so blow

The day he found out, the town out
Ran up on Bo and his ass got out,
But yo when he came through he seen the in disguise
It was Bo with the in his eyes

Mack 11 on the side, him and other guys
And every one of these niggas ready to ride
Beside the that this cat in the mix
Jaw all broke up but that could be

Drawers all up 'cuz that nigga pissed
Full force, cocked-back the rap nigga
Now perhaps flipped or perhaps nigga cried
But deep down this nigga really wanna die

Niggas get a little bit of loot, think they fly
Then they wanna claim they thugs, but they really wanna die
Niggas get a little bit of loot, think they fly
Then they wanna claim they thugs, but they don't wanna die

Now here's a story another nigga, by the name of Jermaine
This nigga pushing 30 and still in the
He won't change, all he do is cocaine
Recruit niggas school and poison they brain

I'm saying any fucking with Jermaine
This nigga had you in the rain
Or bust a nigga brain this dude was menacin'
But these dominance cats finish him black

'Cuz he didn't finish them packs, finish that weight
kid he had picture, caught ten in the face
Him and his ace, walk round with ten in his waste
But pop never been a

Word to mother, he got killers, combat niggas
They up a whole fifth of conic liquor
Skipped town thinking wouldn't harm that nigga
out they know where your mom's at nigga

Niggas get a bit of loot, then think they fly
Then they wanna they thugs, but they really don't wanna die
Niggas get a bit of loot, then think they fly
they wanna claim they thugs, but they really don't wanna die

The last story is Samantha, of chick that you pamper
Got a lot of junk in her pamper, was a panther
Her mom's some camper
That the whole world of Samantha

Moved to at the age of 18
Got a girls and they formed the A-team
playthings, specialize in blazing
Her and her girlfriend may ling from

They was bugged the scrubs
Everybody knew Samantha and clubs
Gullable, get Samantha some
And you can take her home and get Samantha love

Back-shots, yo Samantha budge
Probably all the niggas that Samantha done
Lotta kids, she can lotta ways
Till she out she HIV positive

Niggas get a little bit of loot, then think fly
they wanna claim they thugs, but they really don't wanna die
Niggas get a little bit of loot, then they fly
Then they wanna claim they thugs, but really don't wanna die

Niggas get a little bit of loot, then they fly
Then they wanna they thugs, but they really don't wanna die
Niggas get a little bit of loot, then think fly
Then they wanna claim they thugs, but they don't wanna die