Luyện nghe bài hát Last Day

Can I live my last day
Hittin' honies that be
Gettin' in the fast way
And I only halfway
But I still let you pass me

Yo what's beef to you, three with hoodies and bats
That ain't shit to one small cat with gats
When we came here we cut off all circulation
Breathin', eatin', the situation
When we do our we do our shit for real
While you take your for your deal and make your own beats
Compose your own sheets, aight but chill
I'ma spend that mil and cop only hot
top shit, you know how The Lox get
Then you can see me flyin' in the Bentley
Lox and B-I, our cliqa down for years
Gang not, but we been had our black
Niggas the stairs only understand what we got
Underground, all must get shot
You book me Dano, see Luciano put the burners
To all y'all, what nigga bring it I'm y'all

You already what it's about when I run up in your house
Put the gun up in your and get the money out the couch
Hearin' you out is senseless, perhaps for
I give this a french kiss
gloves, no prints, dark tints
Word on the street they heard from him since
You know about life kicked the kid in
Since me and my can flip seven gri-dams
Scri-dam the flow is
you ridin' or you dyin' cause we swingin' iron
Lox and Poppa, turning niggas into Jim
Who gon stop us, your last joint double
You gettin' money or runnin' from the Feds
Ain't over here but sixteen, with one in the head
And I swear
That all y'all niggaz out there got a this year

Can I live 'til my day
Hittin' honies that be
money in the fast way
And I only care
But I can't let you pass me

Can I 'til my last day
Hittin' that be nasty
Gettin' in the fast way
And I only halfway
But I still can't let you me

you think of keepin' me down, heatin' me down
The flow like water get deep and you
With no soul, many niggas with no gold
the small kind got a little black hole
Your destiny is you can never figure out
Niggas is never happy 'til there's up in your mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who the are you to blame?
a lot of dead, how the hell you take the pain?
Live with it, got you better get with it
My man had the in him did his bid with it
Get married to the game but have a kid with it
from the wise, slice the pies
Too many schemes divides, when dreams
Teams provide, war for the street to
Stashed in the and you slept on the floor
Only a dove'll fall in love with a whore

Uhh, uhh, uhh
Who the fuck squeeze?
My Ease make MC's freeze
You wakin up in cold sweats, just dreams
You apoligizin', analyzin', my size and your size and
Realizin', a fist fight would be
You just pop wines, I must pop
Genuine steel piece, nozzle in your piece
You're up, two bricks, every cook up
We can up, all I see is the future
Disrespect, I ya
By the way, bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a nigga, life ain't sweet
Play for wet shirts with experts on the creep
I be the mob fiance, to marry it
Illegal transactions in Farragut Arabics
Why not, fit twelve up in the bedroom
Imagine what they stash is like, make you a classic
My LP, beef with me is unhealthy
Fuck around and get an ul-cer, loose pulse or
lung, look how many gats I brung
For homos, still doin' promos
Break both your legs you're slow-mo, got shined to glow mo'
Nine hundred and ninety six grams, you for mo'

Can I 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be
money in the fast way
And I care halfway
But I can't let you pass me

Can I live my last day
Hittin' honies that be
Gettin' in the fast way
And I care halfway
But I still can't let you me