Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Supposed To Die 2nite

50
Ah-ha man! Ay you know them niggaz be at right?
{*click-clack*} me to 'em

50 singing]
All through the hood I keep hearin sayin
- I'm supposed to die
Niggaz done put a hit out and they talkin the shit okay
- I'm to ride tonight
We rollin, stolen, AK golden
- I'm to ride tonight
smokin, straight loc'n, lock and loadin
- Somebody gon' die

One]
This is nuttin new, I been in position before
Grandma crib, niggaz outside of her
day same shit, old mac new clip
32 hollow-tips, gloves, no grip
I'm a boss, but never show no respect
I catch 'em slippin, I'll 'em tongue-kissin my tec
Gwan come, me, pussy bwoy, don't try it
Police response never fast enough to fired
Don't be stupid, find out who you fuckin son
'Fore we find out where yo' bitch get her and nails done
elementary, life is but a dream
You know row row your boat, your blood forms a
After you get hit, you thought about the shit
You took that paper you take a life or yo' life get bitch
Sometimes I sit and look at life a different angle
Don't know if I'm God's or I'm Satan's angel

[Verse
In 2002, if you asked me to make a
I simply woulda wished that my would be a hit
Big said, "Damn - wanna stick me for my paper"
"And for my downfall," I understand it all
But me, I'm a little flashy a nigga
So are, I'ma have to blast me a nigga
I'm on that and vest shit, that wild wild West shit
There's eighty-one one stones in my necklace
I shine so hard, I make motherfuckers kill me
Every in every hood I go, they feel me
it sounds like rap, but this shit is real B
I don't talk that rich shit, but I'm filthy
I come out to play, and my mob ain't with me
You can bet your dollar that revolver with me
Homeboy, on me'll shorten your lifespan
Hold the mic with my left, my in my right hand
YEAH!