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

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

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

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

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