Luyện nghe bài hát Headstone

Victory,
on my neck—Mr. T
Victory,
Zombie reppin' that NYC
Victory,
Ice my neck like I'm Lil Weezy
We run this shit a pair of cleats
It's hell on earth but where I be

over bitches on my headstone
Here lies young nigga gettin'
Never a loss on my headstone
Only take a L when I'm it
Zombie gang three on my headstone
Been thuggin' the cradle to the grave
Now your favorite name on a headstone
Too late—he already

Imagine when thirty thousand feet up what you think of?
Boy, I hated knowin' that my deterred a dream
I never knew I'd get my chance to link up
Boy, I you, all of this unusual to me
Swear I came from the bottom, Flatbush livin', dead on
Put your favorite name up on a headstone
Biggie Big for the cheese and dead wrong
Propaganda set the standards in the

I hit it doggystyle, she throw it back, yeah, I'm born to
It's dark and Hell is hot so me where I'm at
I'm how I wanna, no reasonable doubt
It's clear to see, all eyez on me, 400
Who am I? Ruthless, does it
The chronic smoke in public, hate it or it
The underdogs, liquid swords
It was written in my diary art of war
I'm feelin' infamous, with my technique
A revolutionary shinin', diamond teeth
Don Cartagena, excuse my demeanor, this the glamour life
You still not a player, you ain't as nice
I'm born again, life death, I made the sacrifice
I'm supa fly, Juicy keep them hypnotized
I said my name is Juice, AmeriKKKa's
Ain't no half-steppin', see you at tha

Put money over on my headstone
Here young nigga gettin' paper
take a loss on my headstone
Only take an L I'm smokin' it
Zombie gang three times on my
Been thuggin' the cradle to the grave
Now your rapper name on a headstone
Too late—he already

It was in the children's story, that life's a bitch
So what'cha want? Everyday I with it
Only God can me slippin', I'm infinitely big pimpin'
the genesis, dead presidents, drop a gem on 'em
Hell on earth, the last dayz, throw ya guns up
Get money, Quiet Storm, havin' thoughts
For the C.R.E.A.M,
For the money, all the is the lemonade
I'm a playa on the late night tip, shorty six
She the prototype, Tip drill, kiss her
Resevoir Dogs, check the score, shit
Blackout, can I Hellrazor, still feel me
Kiss of death, and ya neck
Three boys in a Cadillac, Gravediggaz
of death, and protect ya neck, shame on a nigga
Three boys in a Cadillac, Gravediggaz

Put money over bitches on my
Here lies nigga gettin' paper
Never take a on my headstone
take a L when I'm smokin' it
Zombie gang times on my headstone
thuggin' from the cradle to the grave
Now your favorite name on a headstone
Too late—he already

now I'm on the edge (so don't push me)
Troublesome since '96 (you a one)
Breath easy, know the ledge (I'm pusha)
that? I smell pussy

Let me my guns, um, hm
Five, four, three, two, one, run!
Hi, my is Durt Cobain
Like a pimp, here I go, the next, episode
Ain't a nann nigga explosive
Coast shit (blat-blat!) reloaded
Fuck them niggas, ride or die for my niggas
4 my niggas, survival of the fittest
Woop-woop! the sound of the police, I'm in deep cover
Earth, skrt skrt, lean back, give me one more
They say walks and the Devil wear Prada
But I'm so, so deaf, God can't me nothing
this on my death certificate, I gave you power
21 questions, like who shot ya? I ya!
Warning, watch niggas flashin' lights papparazi
Two words, fuck bitches, get
da night, guess who's back on my block
Rather unique, I lick a shot in
This firearm silencer on, that quiet
T-O-N-Y—top of New York a pitchfork