Luyện nghe bài hát Mob Niggas Don't Die

Gang bangin' ain't go' die, as long
As niggaz got nothing 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 whatever it is you honored it

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

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

Go for the endo, smokin' hydro-ponic chronic
Blow out the heart like entity injuries upon my
Don't help heal up the scar, so baby cry
'Cause mob niggaz die

Mob niggaz ain't go' 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 come wit' a bus load
Full of that's down and dirty, pushin' thirty
Minutes it gets muddy

But I'ma through the murky water
Hold it down like a carter, long like a godfather
Kick Volvo's, fuck hoes
a life many kill 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, till hot, get shot, see the dot
Same day back on the block, set up
Hat throw thuggin', throwin' up, fo's and forks, up
Screamin' out I gon' never die

Mob niggas, drama, till it's hot, get shot, see the dot
day back on the block, set up shop
Hat throw thuggin', up, fo's and forks, strapped up
Screamin' out I gon' never die

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

We release no doubt just close are eyes and fire
and bang on niggaz let them hot boys fly
You can tell a got a look in his eye, card green, two
and a throw away knife

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

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

So down, this ain't no play ground around here
You could get found around
up, battered and bruised, headline of the news
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', throwin' up, fo's and forks, up
out I ain't gon' never die

Mob niggas, cause drama, till 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 gon' never die

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

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

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

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

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

on the block servin' after the murder packin'
For work 'cause we're lucky popo's havin' 'em nervous
Think what I was in, show up, an' the enemy
They lay, got it locked wit ten rolls, if they spray, it

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

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