Luyện nghe bài hát Live & Die

Uhh, right
Uhh, know it is

1]
I remember mixtape exclusive, no producers
You wasn't hot til' you by all boosters
Run up in the chicken coop, the rooster
We used to call "jammin the chickens"
Them the old days, god damnit I 'em
We was 'for we knew what it was
We was rappin for a to cuss
Now I just rap cause I'm fuckin in love it
shy guy, so I had to go public with it
Hip-hop and scales and a blue g wedding
Had twins called Hell and
really knows when they watchin a legend, til' he gone
Til' y'all come, in God's name
Come back like and demand for his throne
Rock oil on cologne
That's why these feel so can't leave me alone, I'm gone

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

2]
Yuh, and I do I gotta
Live for shit, and I prolly die bout it
Time to switch it up, the game got too crowded
All you niggas and jivin, I doubt it
this and killin that, lame 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 thousand miles to get,
But ain't I to vent?
we more cuttin in, but still they sound a bit like whoever
Got it in, out now
Welcome to the city of men, goin downtown
But I am from a of the slum, where the hustle is brung
Where think that success wouldn't come
I am hip-hop, and strictly the song
all the molds, I'm coming second-to-none
I'm

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

3]
Yeah, figured hip-hop's a fad, it would die out quick
But it spread like fires, got the whole world lit
stop boppin they head, they bumpin our shit
B.G.'s to germany, got 'em pumpin fists
Got soldiers all over, gettin in this bitch
up the charts with number one hits
Shoot up the club, with a full
How you like us now? The whole til' I dig, yeah
Hip-hop, the of my life, my girl, my bitch
My wife, my soul-mate, her I'm sick
Tie the knot, the roo, we a perfect fit
No pre-nump, she was with me I was rich
We in love when we was just kids
And see no love lasts as as this
Til' death do us part, God forbid we
Let break this relationship