Luyện nghe bài hát Last Day

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

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

You already know what it's about I run up in your house
Put the gun up in your mouth and get the money out the
Hearin' you out is senseless, perhaps for
I this faggot a french kiss
Black gloves, no prints, tints
Word on the street they heard from him since
You know life after kicked the kid in
Since me and my mi-dan can flip seven
the flow is forbidd-en
Either you ridin' or you dyin' cause we iron
Lox and Poppa, turning niggas Jim Hoffa
Who gon stop us, your last double copper
You gettin' money or your runnin' 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 problem this

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

Can I live 'til my day
honies 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 and you drown
With no soul, many niggas roll with no
Even the small kind got a little black
Your destiny is somethin' you can figure out
Niggas is never happy 'til there's blood up in mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who the are you to blame?
There's a lot of dead, how the hell you take the
Live it, got money you better get with it
My man had the thug in him did his bid it
Get married to the game but have a kid with it
Advice from the wise, slice the
Too many schemes divides, when collide
Teams provide, war for the street to
Stashed in the ceiling and you slept on the
Only a dove'll fall in love with a whore

Uhh, uhh, uhh
Who the fuck wanna
My Ease make MC's freeze
You up in cold sweats, they just dreams
You still apoligizin', analyzin', my size and size and
Realizin', a fist fight be asinine
You just pop wines, I pop nines
Genuine steel piece, nozzle in your piece
shook 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 dollar nigga, ain't sweet
Play for keeps wet with experts on the creep
I be the mob fiance, to marry it
Illegal transactions in Farragut with
Why not, they fit twelve up in the
Imagine what they stash is like, make you a classic
My first LP, beef me is unhealthy
Fuck and get an ul-cer, loose your pulse or
Collapsed lung, look how many I brung
For homos, still doin' promos
Break both your legs you're slow-mo, got shined to glow mo'
Nine hundred and six grams, you need for mo'

Can I live 'til my day
Hittin' honies be nasty
money in the fast way
And I only halfway
But I still can't let you me

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