Luyện nghe bài hát Live or Die

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Yo I roll with
Prayin fearin
My belong to Him
So I need a shoty

You ain't got no at home
Ridin, cryin on the
lah
to die
So you huffin on chrome

So if the Ruff wanna
The Ruff die
Just if Puff wanna walk
Puff gotta lie

People just understand
I spit it
But you get your right
And you might be

Got you candy-coated
With the on
dollars everyday
But you you livin wrong

So just livin in this war like it's a game
All alone and knowin the peropse why they came
In the streets they to kill
In the club pack steel
And It's all for the sake of a game ain't real
So they learn to throw
they learn to sold drugs
A good son corrupted by a cold hearted
life make no sence when you dead and you gone
Right now you got a chance to chose your from wrong
But it kills me to see those thugs that don't
they die leavin' children behind
It ain't
Some ride
Some die
But your chance to live or

or die
''cause the way that you gonna be the way that you die
Look what you do
or die
I know you claim to be
I see the thug in eye
So you wanna do
or die
''cause the way that you gonna be the way that you go
Now you wanna do
or die
All the that you make you can't take when you go

East

Name one get
Yo we got this
by the Lord
You stop this here
I roll with the real
'Bout to drop here
Your visions kinda
We 'bout to make this
Lil Wayne I you hurtin' ''cause you lost your pops
The block was so hot you had to slang rock
grillin' ya so you sleep with your glock
Thuggin' hard up in my
I had to stop
Saw my my man last
He got locked
Escaped the hood
Just Lot
Didn't wanna get
End up like Pac
Or end up in the
''cause It's too hot

Yeah, I heard album
And boy it was wac
Murder lyrics, deceving sung over the track
While you in the studio and sippin' that cogiac
What you but not livin
I'm of this phonie act
Sold soul, had to pay to play the game
''cause as soon as you make that chedder son, you'll never be the
You from which you came and you suckers are still lame
Like Tony Montana and his wac rap
Money exagerates you, the truth agravate you
I spit the type of wisdom you or can't relate to
Even the on the streets son, can estimate you
Fantisizing in your lyrics to motivate you
But I don't immitate you and I don't hate you
But I'm for your souls that hell's fire escape you
I know the game ain't the and the fame is what you claim
But I'm tellin' you Playboy you gotta pay to the game

West