Luyện nghe bài hát Im Supposed To Die Tonight

Ahh, man
You where the niggas be at right?
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 to ride tonight

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

This is nothin' new, I been in the 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 show no respect
I catch 'em slippin', I 'em tongue kissin' my tec
Wanna come me, pussy boy don't try
Police responds, never enough, the shots fired

Don't be stupid, out who you fuckin' wit son
'Fore we find out where ya bitch her hair and nails done
elementary, life is but a dream
You know row, row ya boat, your forms a stream

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

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

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

In 2002, if you asked me to make a
I woulda wished that my music would be a hit
Big said, damn, niggas stick me for my paper
And pray for my downfall, I it all

But me, I'm a little more flashy a
So chances are, I'ma have to blast me a
I'm on that Keflon vest shit, that wild west shit
And eighty one 1 carrot stones in my

I so hard, I make mothafuckas wanna kill me
Every projects and every I go, they feel me
Know it sounds like rap but this shit is B
I don't talk that rich shit but nigga I'm

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

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

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