Luyện nghe bài hát Leva, Leva, Leva, Leva Die

Leva, leva, leva,
Leva, leva, leva,

C]
You better run for cover and think of something fast
Before you end up just another that couldn't last
no guage to be played unless you ready for some combat
It's and all these jealous got me straped
Sleeping my eyes open, quick to draw my gun
Got me and prayin', that I don't end up the next one
make me unleash a couple of rounds, shoot some down
Didn't chu know this little motherfucker ain't to unload
Dumpin' shell's all over the street, steady heat
on the only soldiers just standin' on my feet
I'm really tryna make situation very clear
Ain't a man alive, on earth, that I fear
Now we can handle this confertation, any way you
Just as long you act like a bitch, or a cunt
I admit that some try look at me no respect
For those who've lay it, so on tight, to your life
Cause we just have to take it
Locked and loaded fully automatic, just in
Finger on the trigger, spittin' hollow points all the place
Ready to rumble, ?? ammunition, prepare to retaliate any

C, (Lil' Rob)]
Leva, leva, leva,
(Leva a bullet in the eye)
Leva, leva your die
(From the to the 6-1-9)
Leva, leva, leva,
(Go for your's, I'm go for mine)
Leva, leva your die
(Cappin' the who makin' waste of time)

C]
A rough from '75
A ass mexican, I'm still alive
in the heart is still muthafucka
Flowin' on the mic, and no big deal, I'm down for mine
rob a puto blind, take his life holmes, I don't waste time
We won't have the to drop a dime on me the A-R-T the motherfuckin T
Another so I'm on the run, the one I got
But I had to take your life with a gun, motherfuckers
Just same ol' thang, if I ain't gonna do it, he's gonna die
From a gangbang, or a drug thang, swept of his feet, a good slang
Who of my gonna die next, either torcherd in hell
As if they havin' a

C, (Lil' Rob)]
Leva, leva, leva,
(Leva a bullet in the eye)
Leva, leva gonna die
(From the to the 6-1-9)
Leva, leva, leva,
(Go for your's, I'm go for mine)
Leva, leva gonna die
(Cappin' the fools who waste of time)

[Lil'
Lil' Rob comin' to huantcha, what you got uh
Say what you did to me, you gotta be kiddin' me, bullshitin' me
I can a fuck about your vida, your better believe
meet, the nine millimeter, so be a, walkin' dead man
Until I arrive cap stinging ass
Like you playin' with a bee hive
Look behind you, what chu find, my...mind's on murder
When your murder's on my mind, all the I uh
to think about somethin' else, but I see the, murderin' you
What kind of mother fuck her self, and I don't think it's
For me to go cryin', when it's time for me go, I go quite
Sounding like the 4th of July, I die
Or maybe a War II, as I drop the fuckin' bombs on you
But what the fuck you gonna do? Lil' Rob be the fuckin'
Mexicano with the baddest, leavin' you in a casket

C, (Lil' Rob)]
Leva, leva, leva,
(Leva take a in the eye)
Leva, leva gonna die
(From the to the 6-1-9)
Leva, leva, leva,
(Go for your's, I'm go for mine)
Leva, leva gonna die
(Cappin' the fools who makin' of time)

Leva, leva, leva,
(Leva take a in the eye)
Leva, leva your die
(From the to the 6-1-9)
Leva, leva, leva,
(Go for your's, I'm go for mine)
Leva, leva gonna die
(Cappin' the fools who makin' of time)

Leva, leva, leva,
Leva, leva, leva,