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 bitch that couldn't last
Ain't no guage to be played unless you ready for some
It's 1998 and all these got me straped
Sleeping with my open, quick to draw my gun
Got me and prayin', that I don't end up the next one
Don't me unleash a couple of rounds, shoot some down
Didn't chu know this motherfucker ain't afraid to unload
Dumpin' shell's all over the street, steady heat
Turn on the soldiers just standin' on my feet
I'm tryna make this situation very clear
Ain't a man alive, on this earth, that I
Now we can this confertation, any way you want
Just as long you don't act like a bitch, or a
I must that some try look at me no respect
For those who've lay it, so hold on tight, to your
we just might have to take it
Locked and fully automatic, just in case
Finger on the trigger, spittin' points all over the place
Ready to rumble, ?? ammunition, prepare to any competition

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

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

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, your gonna die
(Cappin' the fools who waste of time)

Rob]
Lil' Rob comin' back to huantcha, you got uh
Say about what you did to me, you gotta be 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 your
your murder's on my mind, all the time I uh
Tried to think 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', it's time for me go, I won't go quite
Sounding the 4th of July, when I die
Or maybe a War II, as I drop the fuckin' bombs on you
But the fuck you gonna do? Lil' Rob be the fuckin' baddest
Mexicano with the baddest, leavin' you leva's in a

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 your die
(Cappin' the who makin' waste of time)

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 gonna die
(Cappin' the fools who waste of time)

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