Luyện nghe bài hát Dying With Your Boots On

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

I just can't get no peace you motherfuckin' rollers
Every time I pull my out, you pull me over
I'm of motherfuckers who be jocking Whitey's coattails
Blacker than a motherfucker, me 'bout my dope-sales

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

Give 'em a badge and a trigger and that 'em figure
That can fuck with a million dollar nigga
They got you up, fixed up at the Segas, shookin' Indo
Gettin' up in the gank-hole

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

So when you hear my song and get it on
You better come motherfucker
You dyin' boots on

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

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

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

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

They start bringin' up shit that back in '85
And then the largest jury, bitch, they fuckin' time
You might as play the state 'cause you gon' do day for day
And sellin' out your homeboys the shit

'Cause y'all gonna have to die in this bitch,
Lobbin' white suits on
And dyin' motherfuckin' boots on

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