Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wanna Die

Uh check it out, yeah, let me tell you a 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 here's a story 'bout a kid
Had everything in life, never had to ask for nothing than twice
His was getting his, moms was a lawyer
And his ball game had him draft to the hoier's

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

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

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

Drawers all soaked up 'cuz that pissed
Full force, cocked-back the rap shit
Now perhaps flipped or perhaps nigga cried
But deep down this nigga didn't wanna die

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

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

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

he didn't finish them packs, didn't finish that weight
That kid he had picture, ten in the face
Him and his ace, walk round mack ten in his waste
But pop been a disgrace

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

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

The last story is Samantha, of chick that you pamper
Got a lot of in her pamper, pops was a panther
Her some happy camper
That thought the whole world of

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

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

Back-shots, yo don't budge
all the niggas that Samantha done fucked
Lotta kids, she can twist ways
Till she out she HIV positive

get a little 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
Then they wanna claim they thugs, but really don't wanna die

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