Luyện nghe bài hát Dying With Your Boots On

Trouble seems to catch a with his cards down
Gotta my drawers up, shit's gettin' hard now
These motherfuckin' cops be plantin' shit on niggas
Simply because these niggas got bank accounts bigger

I just can't get no peace from you rollers
Every time I pull my Benz-o out, you pull me
I'm sick of motherfuckers who be jocking coattails
Blacker a motherfucker, sweat me 'bout my dope-sales

Niggas just take your cut and get your ass up out my
The only thing you probably get from me is a pistol case
Unless you plan on plantin' a lil' in my shit
Just because you ain't got shit,

Give 'em a badge and a trigger and makes 'em figure
That they can fuck with a dollar nigga
got you mixed up, fixed up at the Segas, shookin' Indo
Gettin' fucked up in the

The only way you'll that motherfucker
Is when you whip motherfucker
And we the motherfucker
(Man, fuck motherfucker)

So you hear my song and wanna get it on
You better prepared motherfucker
You wit'cha boots on

(Put ya foot in my shoe, and let me try on boots)
wit'cha boots on
(Put ya in my shoe, and let me try on your boots)

Do you know how many years facing inside?
25 to life and on the real
So you better snitch on partner
Fuck that, it was Dawg, I ain't goin' out by myself

Niggas gettin' caught, time, so they snitchin'
They niggas up on a funky ass suspicion
We'll be goin' down for some questioning we
And end up gettin' hit the fuckin' kitchen sink

Racketeer and laundering, Kingpin
If got some unsolved murders, then give him some of them
Just because we're niggas and they we're no smarter
We'll sell other out and start rattin' on our partners

They start bringin' up that happened back in '85
And then comes the largest jury, bitch, they time
You might as well play the state you gon' do day for day
And sellin' out your ain't the shit

'Cause gonna have to die in this bitch, bitch
Lobbin' white suits on
And dyin' wit'cha boots on

(Put ya foot in my shoe, and let me try on boots)