Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Die

Hahahaaa!
U at me?
U wan' my family to me?
Why the fuck you so cruel,crooked ass
I gonna die for real lil' trick ass snitches!
U my mother and my father!
U shot my brothers
trick ass motherfuckers!

One;
These fake gangstaz tryna shoot me down,
They knew I won't die in my home town,
So,I shot back at 'em and cops for me forever,
It's unfair and are so crooked Benolova.
why I'm thuggin' for life till my death day arrives,
Gushin' down the streets of Mkhobosa like Allies.
My pistol's ready who my progress?
I'm and praisin' the Lord in the process!
You player haters spill envy your crooked hearts,
I'm as you plan to slay me en it hurts.
My watched you spellbound prayin' to our thuggin' gods,
As you get rid of us butchu fail lil' retards.
You befriend the police and steal our props,
Then the Defence Force as lame ass cops.
We know all behind-the-public dealings,
You crooks payin' thievin' cops for your killings!

x2;
got shot,
It as real shock,
Neva die strikin fire this bitches,
Neva hopeless,
lose focus
Always spittin drama like this snitches!

TruthZ Talks;
Who the fuck you you gonna murder lil' bomb ass zombies?
You gonna slay me in the midst of my homies!
Scream DIE motherfuckaaaaaa!

Verse
you payin' Abomahosha I earn sex as your Razo,
Real Gz at 'em and you spinnin' like a Tazo.
Who the fuck you you gonna murder,lil' trick ass?
I'm God-protected and death-proof I can't die ass!
Some tryna me on how to run my own LIFE?
Rat ass seekin' popularity as a DWARF!
Go get the thug triple C that I possess,
Gettin' it wasn't a walk in the park recess.
It was all the boredom and I escape it,
But my efforts off and I bet it's my ticket.
S.I.A slay these young and neva regret it,
We torture what and whose cruelty we won't forget!
They're us and cops wanna sieze me!
It's all and black trash tryna squeeze me!
Now I'ma my chopper right through trash's face,
And relocate to ensure that no fuckin' trace!

x2;

Verse
Now ull never get rid of me the core of rap,
En Im fire of anger on the spitter of crap.
Im not a but mama gave birth to a hoodlum,
My hearts raw and my baked from a crime plum.
Its time nigga u dropped ur ass lameness,
Im a so getcho ass outa my demonic business.
They slay my hoodlum en nou Im flying solo like a eagle.
But I aint stressed cus Im on my foes with my chopping sickle.
Damn its me father Shembe Im the ruthless sinner,
My heads full tricks and blazes in a crazy manner.
Come to my aid to end all the in TruthZ bomb,
And maybe these young ass might stop playing dumb.
They pelt an iron with stones in silly juvenile tricks,
What the fuck do u know about Level TWO SIX tracks?
Nothin so u gotta dance to my ringing bells,
Or else my gotta cut ur slim balls!