Luyện nghe bài hát Mob Niggas Don't Die

Gang bangin' go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got we go' be thuggin' forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you 'til they get you
Multiple slugz found in your tissue it is you should've honored it

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

Now let's play a game of find and search your mamma cryin'
In church, I'll be for work, I'ma go right on
'Cause when life's 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
out the heart like entity injuries upon my body
Don't heal up the scar, so baby don't cry
mob niggaz don't die

Mob niggaz go' never die
We in the lot, callin' shots, keeping dope fiends high
Forever fire get lit the trigger eye
Twenty split, gun the bitch, her dead I

Man I put your on four
Hit K town and back wit' a bus load
Full of niggas down and dirty, pushin' thirty
Minutes beef it gets

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

And campaign in this rap game, ain't nothing out
Here in these
Streets man and that's comin' a nigga you know who chose
To be legit and rip foes

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

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

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

We can be at, battered and bruised
Bloody and left out in the
But niggaz never 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 hot boys fly
You can tell a maniac got a look in his eye, green, two
Magazines and a throw knife

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

Gang bangin' ain't go' cease
As long as streets, police and heat, dope rocks and weed
Chronic, empty stomachs and mouths to
Who want it niggaz off the deed, the K we spray round

So stay down, this ain't no play ground here
You get found around here
Shot up, battered and bruised, headline of the
The chosen, the few, mob niggaz die fool

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
Screamin' out I ain't gon' die

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

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

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

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

Charges like
Hot stepping out the in gators, true playaz
No the business, no without a witness
It's to resist this, hostile take over

To late to to Jehovah, death closer, I lit him up like a toaster
Then put my shit in my holsta
Blood on the posters
I a foe like a nigga was supposed ta

Shit, was wit' the bird, I don't want it
I can when 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 wit' the in the throat, hittin' the dro'

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

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

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