Luyện nghe bài hát Im Supposed To Die Tonight

Ahh, man
You know where the niggas be at
me to 'em

All through the hood, I keep hearin' sayin'
I'm supposed to die
Niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the okay
I'm down to tonight

We crawlin', stolen, AK loaded
I'm down to ride
smokin', street locin', locked and loaded
Somebody die tonight

This is nothin' new, I in the position before
Grandma crib, outside of her door
Different day, shit, old mac, new clip
Thirty two hollow tips, gloves, no grip

I'm a boss, but niggas never no respect
I catch 'em slippin', I have 'em tongue my tec
Wanna test me, pussy boy don't try
Police responds, never enough, the shots fired

be stupid, find out who you fuckin' wit son
'Fore we find out where ya bitch gets her hair and done
It's elementary, is but a dream
You row, row ya boat, your blood forms a stream

After you get hit, you shoulda thought the shit
You took that paper, you a life or ya life get took bitch
Sometimes I sit and look at from a different angle
Don't know if I'm God's or I'm Satan's angel

All the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
I'm supposed to die
Niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' the shit okay
I'm to ride tonight

We crawlin', whip stolen, AK
I'm down to tonight
It's smokin', street locin', and loaded
Somebody die tonight

In 2002, if you asked me to a wish
I simply woulda wished my music would be a hit
Big said, damn, niggas wanna 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 vest shit, that wild wild west shit
And eighty one 1 stones in my necklace

I shine so hard, I make wanna kill me
Every projects and every hood I go, they me
Know it sounds rap but this shit is real B
I don't talk that shit but nigga I'm filthy

When I out to play, had my mom been with me
You could bet bottom dollar that revolver with me
Homeboy, frontin' on shorten your life span
Hold the mic with my left, my knife in my hand

All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas
I'm supposed to die
Niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' the shit okay
I'm to ride tonight

We crawlin', stolen, AK loaded
I'm down to tonight
It's smokin', street locin', and loaded
Somebody die tonight