Luyện nghe bài hát Live & Die

Uhh, that's
Uhh, what it is

1]
I remember mixtape exclusive, no producers
You wasn't hot you sold by all boosters
Run up in the chicken coop, the rooster
We used to that "jammin the chickens"
the old days, god damnit I miss 'em
We was 'for we knew what it was
We was rappin for a reason to
Now I just rap I'm fuckin in love with it
shy guy, so I had to go public with it
Hip-hop and fish scales and a blue g
Had twins Hell and Heaven
Nobody really knows when they a legend, til' he gone
Til' y'all kingdome come, in name
Come like Christ and demand for his throne
oil on floatin cologne
That's why feel so bitches can't leave me alone, I'm gone

Yuh, I and die for this shit
Hip-hop, the love of my
Ha, uh, I live and die for shit
Hip-hop, the of my life
Ha, uh, I live and die for this
Hip-hop, the of my life
Yuh, uh, I live and die for this
straight, I'ma ride for my bitch, ha

2]
Yuh, and I do I gotta
Live for this shit, and I prolly die it
Time to it up, the game done got too crowded
All you jukin and jivin, I doubt it
Dealin this and killin that, sound childish
The only trap is in ya brain, nigga outta it
nothin wrong, bein smart, black, and proud of it
We all came a long way, we got a miles to get, shit
But ain't I to vent?
we need more cuttin in, but they sound a bit like whoever
Got it in, out now
Welcome to the city of men, it's goin
But I am from a part of the slum, where the is brung
Where they think that wouldn't come
I am hip-hop, and strictly the song
Profess all the molds, I'm second-to-none
I'm

Yuh, I live and die for shit
Hip-hop, the of my life
Ha, uh, I live and die for shit
Hip-hop, the love of my
Ha, uh, I live and die for this
Hip-hop, the love of my
Yuh, uh, I and die for this shit
straight, I'ma ride for my bitch

3]
Yeah, they figured a fad, it would die out quick
But it like wild fires, got the whole world lit
Can't stop they head, they bumpin our shit
B.G.'s to germany, got 'em they fists
Got soldiers all over, gettin in this bitch
Shoot up the with number one hits
Shoot up the club, with a clip
How you like us now? The whole world til' I dig,
Hip-hop, the of my life, my girl, my bitch
My wife, my soul-mate, without her I'm
Tie the knot, jump the roo, we a fit
No pre-nump, she was with me I was rich
We fell in love we was just kids
And see no love lasts as as this
Til' do us part, God forbid we split
Let nothin this relationship