Luyện nghe bài hát Mob Niggas Don't Die

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

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

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

Go for the endo, she's smokin' chronic
Blow out the like entity injuries upon 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
fire get lit wit' the trigger eye
Twenty split, gun the bitch, her dead I

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

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

And campaign in this rap game, 'cause nothing out
in these motherfucking
Streets man and that's comin' from a nigga you know who
To be legit and still rip

Mob niggas, cause drama, it's 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, cause drama, till 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 ain't never die

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

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

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

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

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

Mob niggas, cause drama, till 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 never die

Mob niggas, cause drama, 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 left out in the
But real niggaz never fall, if I'm a hundred old
I'm still murder you 'cause mob niggaz don't die

We can be shot at, and bruised
Bloody and left out in the
But real never fall, if I'm a hundred years old
I'm still gonna murder you 'cause mob niggaz die

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

Charges Payton
Hot out the courtroom in gators, true playaz
No the business, no case a witness
senseless to resist this, hostile take over

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

Shit, was the bogus 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
you can die wit' the dick in the throat, hittin' the dro'

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

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

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