Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Die

Hahahaaa!
U at me?
U wan' my to lose 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 also my brothers
Lil' ass motherfuckers!

One;
These motherfuckin' fake gangstaz shoot me down,
They never knew I die in my home town,
So,I back at 'em and cops hunted for me forever,
unfair and cops are so crooked Benolova.
That's why I'm thuggin' for till my death day arrives,
Gushin' down the streets of Mkhobosa like Allies.
My ready who thwarts my progress?
I'm and praisin' the Lord in the process!
You player haters spill envy your crooked hearts,
I'm aggressive as you to slay me en it hurts.
My hoodlum you spellbound prayin' to our thuggin' gods,
As you tryna get rid of us butchu lil' retards.
You befriend the police and steal our props,
Then bribe the Defence Force as ass cops.
We know all your dealings,
You fuckin' crooks payin' thievin' cops for killings!

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

Just TruthZ
Who the fuck you think you gonna murder lil' ass zombies?
You ain't gonna me in the midst of my homies!
Scream DIE motherfuckaaaaaa!

Verse
Plus you payin' Abomahosha I earn sex as Razo,
Real Gz bustin at 'em and you like a Tazo.
Who the fuck you think you murder,lil' trick ass?
I'm God-protected and I can't die fake ass!
Some tryna direct me on how to run my own
Rat ass popularity as a fucking DWARF!
Go get yourself the thug C that I possess,
Gettin' it wasn't a in the park durin' recess.
It was all the and I couldn't escape it,
But my paid off and I bet it's my ticket.
S.I.A slay these young Onnossel and regret it,
We torture kills and whose cruelty we won't forget!
They're killin' us and cops wanna me!
It's all bribes and black tryna squeeze me!
Now I'ma my chopper right through trash's face,
And relocate to that there's 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 ur crooked ass lameness,
Im a TWO-SIX so getcho ass my demonic business.
They my hoodlum en nou Im flying solo like a single eagle.
But I aint cus Im busting on my foes with my chopping sickle.
Damn its me father Lord Im the ruthless sinner,
My heads full tricks and blazes evil in a manner.
Come to my aid to end all the devillishment in bomb,
And maybe these ass punks might stop playing dumb.
They pelt an with stones in their silly juvenile tricks,
What the fuck do u know about Deep TWO SIX tracks?
Nothin nigga so u gotta dance to my bells,
Or my hoodlumz gotta cut ur slim balls!