Luyện nghe bài hát It's Over

Yeah..
Y'all niggaz ready to die
Why the fuck they like they is?

Aiyyo Dunn, yo
You could catch P laid back, in triple trucks
Or catch him swingin pain(?) in the club
Won't catch me with the police cuffs
Can't me into no threatenin position
Probably spot me, out the tree spot tough
Catch P fixin his pants, it's of his gun
You see the God, big ol' chains, but can't him
Cause they know I niggaz like Slick Rick and them
Source at the thug events, y'know we them
Caught him spendin hundreds at the bar, we was gettin them
in my system, all types of shit
Keeps me where I wanna be, get me started on that
Just how aggressive my niggaz is with this
And how we set up shop to get our chips
Niggaz study our verse like college (word)
We you love our style, get off our dick
(Yeah right, uh-huh)

[H] Y'all niggaz ready to die
Why the fuck they like they is?
[P] Cause they wanna be the reals
And be amongst the thugs that do for real
[H] Y'all niggaz ready to die
Why the fuck they frontin like is?
[P] Cause you do it like Hav'
And do it like P, but mad shit

Y'all niggaz is pussy, and ain't nothin in ya
Rapid fire empty the clip, and continue
If not else the four-pound'll spin ya
And end you where you (uh-huh) dead you cause I can
Believe me my hammer don't give a damn you been through
a cold cold world, my whole life was a winter
Never a fuck about the cold (nah) draped in thermal
Don't put your nose in things concern you
grown man business, y'all niggaz so childish
I'm in the cut, analyzin while you is wildin
Pickin my mark, and I'ma clap my off the grip
Murder so you can eat off the shit
I'm a paranoid nigga, don't get too
Or I might think you on me, I'm cockin the toast
The game so I killed the ref
Mobb fallin off, baby girl don't hold your breath,
(Yeah right, uh-huh)