Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Die

Hahahaaa!
U at me?
U wan' my family to me?
Why the you so cruel,crooked ass bitches?
I ain't gonna die for lil' trick ass snitches!
U my mother and my father!
U also my brothers
trick ass motherfuckers!

Verse
These motherfuckin' fake gangstaz tryna me down,
never knew I won't die in my home town,
So,I shot back at 'em and hunted for me forever,
It's and cops are so crooked Benolova.
That's why I'm for life till my death day arrives,
Gushin' down the streets of like COPE Allies.
My ready who thwarts my progress?
I'm thug-lovin' and praisin' the in the process!
You player haters spill envy allover your hearts,
I'm as you plan to slay me en it hurts.
My hoodlum watched you spellbound to our thuggin' gods,
As you tryna get rid of us butchu lil' retards.
You befriend with the police and our props,
bribe the Defence Force as lame ass cops.
We know all behind-the-public dealings,
You fuckin' payin' thievin' cops for your killings!

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

Just Talks;
Who the you think you gonna murder lil' bomb ass zombies?
You ain't gonna slay me in the of my homies!
NEVA DIE motherfuckaaaaaa!

Verse
Plus you payin' Abomahosha I earn sex as Razo,
Real Gz bustin at 'em and you spinnin' a Tazo.
Who the fuck you think you gonna murder,lil' ass?
I'm God-protected and I can't die fake ass!
tryna direct me on how to run my own LIFE?
Rat ass popularity as a fucking DWARF!
Go get yourself the thug triple C I possess,
Gettin' it a walk in the park durin' recess.
It was all the boredom and I couldn't it,
But my efforts paid off and I bet my ticket.
S.I.A slay young Onnossel and neva regret it,
We what kills and whose cruelty we won't forget!
They're killin' us and cops sieze me!
It's all bribes and black trash tryna me!
Now I'ma stuck my chopper right trash's face,
And to ensure that there's no fuckin' trace!

x2;

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