Luyện nghe bài hát It's Over

Yeah..
niggaz ain't ready to die
Why the fuck they frontin they is?

Aiyyo Dunn, yo
You could catch P laid back, in triple trucks
Or catch him pain(?) bottles in the club
Won't catch me with the without cuffs
Can't press me into no 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 stick him
Cause they I shoot niggaz like Slick Rick and them
Source at the events, y'know we hittin them
Caught him spendin hundreds at the bar, we was gettin them
Drugs in my system, all types of
Keeps me where I wanna be, get me started on that
Just peep how aggressive my niggaz is this
And check how we set up shop to get our
Niggaz study our verse like kids (word)
We know you our style, get off our dick
(Yeah right, uh-huh)

[H] Y'all niggaz ain't to die
Why the fuck frontin like they is?
[P] Cause they wanna be like the
And be amongst the thugs that do this for
[H] Y'all ain't ready to die
Why the fuck they frontin they is?
[P] Cause you wanna do it like
And do it like P, but mad missin

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