Luyện nghe bài hát Mob Niggas Don't Die

Gang bangin' go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz you down 'til they get you
Multiple slugz found in your tissue it is you should've honored it

them niggaz told you not to come around here
And you was found here, death is now near
I'm 'bout to put a in his gut, catch him at the stop sign
And dump em' in his

Now let's play a game of and search while your mamma cryin'
In church, I'll be for work, I'ma go right on
'Cause when your gone, nigga there is no replacement
And you got work hid in the basement, I got it, Gothic

Go for the endo, she's smokin' chronic
Blow out the heart like entity injuries my body
Don't help heal up the scar, so don't cry
'Cause mob niggaz die

Mob niggaz ain't go' die
We in the lot, shots, keeping dope fiends forever high
Forever get lit wit' the trigger eye
Twenty split, gun the bitch, leave her I

Man I put your block on
Hit K and come back wit' a bus load
Full of niggas that's and dirty, pushin' thirty
beef it gets muddy

But I'ma swim through the murky
Hold it down like a carter, live like a godfather
Kick Volvo's, tight hoes
Live a life many and fight for

And campaign in this rap game, 'cause ain't out
Here in these
Streets man and that's comin' from a nigga you who chose
To be legit and rip foes

Mob niggas, cause drama, it's hot, get shot, see the dot
Same day on the block, set up shop
Hat throw thuggin', up, fo's and forks, strapped up
out I ain't gon' never die

Mob niggas, drama, till it's hot, get shot, see the dot
day back on the block, set up shop
Hat thuggin', throwin' up, fo's and forks, strapped up
Screamin' out I ain't gon' die

We can be shot at, battered and
and left out in the cold
But real niggaz never fall, if I'm a hundred old
I'm still gonna you 'cause mob niggaz don't die

We can be shot at, battered and
Bloody and out in the cold
But real niggaz fall, if I'm a hundred years old
I'm still gonna you 'cause mob niggaz don't die

We release no doubt just are eyes and open fire
Mash and bang on niggaz let them hot fly
You can a maniac got a look in his eye, card green, two
Magazines and a away knife

My is thorough composition, competition is minimum blocks
We them shots, we're sendin' them at the rhythm
Hit them put venom in them, bloody up him in his
And watch the white shirt the scene, I mean

bangin' ain't go' never cease
As long as there's streets, police and heat, dope and weed
Chronic, empty and mouths to feed
Who want it niggaz off the deed, the K Town we spray

So stay down, this ain't no play around here
You could get around here
up, battered and bruised, headline of the news
The chosen, the few, mob don't die fool

Mob niggas, drama, till it's hot, get shot, see the dot
Same day on the block, set up shop
Hat throw thuggin', throwin' up, fo's and forks, up
out I ain't gon' never die

Mob niggas, drama, till it's hot, get shot, see the dot
Same day on the block, set up shop
Hat throw thuggin', throwin' up, and forks, strapped up
Screamin' out I ain't never die

We can be at, battered and bruised
Bloody and out in the cold
But real niggaz never fall, if I'm a hundred old
I'm still gonna murder you mob niggaz don't die

We can be shot at, battered and
Bloody and left out in the
But real never fall, if I'm a hundred years old
I'm gonna murder you 'cause mob niggaz don't die

Hey, my papa told me, boy if, you be a G
You gots, to them keys and avoid, them federalizes
'Cause they, be on that ass, ready to blast
Nigga fuck ask take it, an' I'm shakin' off

like Payton
Hot out the courtroom in gators, true playaz
No the business, no without a witness
senseless to resist this, hostile take over

To to pray to Jehovah, death closer, I lit him up like a toaster
put my shit back in my holsta
Blood crumbled on the
I gave a foe like a nigga was ta

Shit, was the bogus bird, I don't want it
I can tell I rub my finger across it it got sumthin' on it
Fuck it if you wanna get killed wit' a chick in the coat
'Cause you can die the dick in the throat, hittin' the dro'

Back on the servin' after the murder packin'
For work 'cause lucky popo's ain't havin' 'em nervous
what I was in, family show up, an' the enemy
They lay, got it wit ten rolls, if they spray, fuck it

I'ma come back in the n'bloody fractures on my body
Bustin' out on the public, the ruckus
Screamin', die punk
Reminisce on how hoes put the nigga on crutches

on dutches, fifty sack in my clutches
Ballin' no go, hataz askin' how the mob's so strong
I belong to the niggaz that wanna take over after pop
Label me the verbal aftershock, never die