Luyện nghe bài hát Last Dance

(c-murder)
Sometimes I think the is testing me
want to go to jail
I'm tired of arrested g
I know I'm spitting when I'm sell
But to a young nigga me
A g no turning back
to settle down is hopeless
When a nigga and a old and a baby
I can't cope it
A chance is something that I had
I'm standing on corner
I got my rocks in a bag
make a move without my boy
I wear a bulletproof
And watch my back I'm paranoid
You know the ghetto is a
I'm not tupac but these niggas got me strapped
Raise like a but born a bastard
Visions of a or a grave
A clasket
Reminizing about my murder
But I'm proud of selling
Providing my family with these
My nose bad nigga a rock star
of swolling dope
I see a cop car
Can't leave spot
Till all my crack gone
Six rocks asked the lord to let me make it home
I'm a nigga on the run
If you talk that
I'm going to have to get my gun
Cause I can't take no
Either me or you to die
I guess will be your last dance

(master p)
Your 187 dance, 187 dance, will be your last dance, 187 dance, 187 dance,
Fool this be your last dance, last call for alchol, I mean blood's spill
On the

(master p)
Blood on my
And I a glock
For these suckers and bitches tryin to bet me on my fuckin spot

(mia x)
But mia x got your p
Cause ain't no nor these kince
ever going to fade me

(master p)
And if you step to us
Then you
Cause I sleep a hk
Tre-8 then it in for red

(mia x)
braud ass nigga
On this back then if it is on mind
Then we got this line in for you

(master p)
In for you
about you and you
Don't with my crew
Cause I'll do hoe too
caps on whoever, whenever, however, whereever

(mia x)
So the crowd start ducking
these no limit tru soldiers
Still ain't finish busting

(master p)
Won't leave no witneses to about it
Mr. serv-on got life
And I'm it bout it

(mia x)
Now don't talk about the way we do
And think they prepared to do this
to eat some bullets

(master p)
So come dance with the devil the gold teeth
no butterflying on the floor
But may you rest in

(c-murder)
I'm waking up in cold
I just
It wasn't a
I that fool in the drive by
victim of the dope game
That nigga tried to rob me off my and coccaine
A lot of
A lot of
So how you
My rep was on the
Of course I had to kill that
Crepped up on him playing
down the window
And I shot that bitch my soud off
I'm of crazy you can't get me
A lot of niggas to stand in the same room with me
I'm the dope pushing money grope
got out of jail
And back slanging dope
My daddy there for me g
And my mom left me in the house at the age of three
So don't ask me why I'm son
Cause I was by some killers
So I I gots to be one
I'm for whatever
Murder, selling drugs, and robbery in any kind of
My girl said I live long
I'm sick I itilize scarface and al kapone
Won't none of niggas don't understand me
Master p, king george, and and cali g
So don't fuck tru man
And if you do
will be your last dance