Luyện nghe bài hát Im Supposed To Die Tonight

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

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 to ride tonight
It's smokin', locin', locked and loaded
Somebody gon' die

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

I'm a boss, but never 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, find out who you wit son
'Fore we find out where ya bitch gets her hair and done
It's elementary, life is but a
You row, row ya boat, your blood forms a stream

After you get hit, you shoulda thought the shit
You took that paper, you take a life or ya life get took
Sometimes I sit and at life from a different angle
know if I'm God's child 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 down to ride

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

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

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

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

I come out to play, had my mom been with me
You could bet your bottom dollar that revolver me
Homeboy, frontin' on me'll shorten life 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 put a hit out and they talkin' like the shit okay
I'm to ride tonight

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