Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Die Alone

Huhuhahhahahha, oh shit,
The invincible, CNN
The unstoppable, CNN
Lebanon, Bosnia, Kuwait, Iraq, Syria, yo, yo, yo

Yo icepick, Arabic, Saudi
My clique thick, rip shit, like WrestleMania
Hussein, president of what I claim
Still the name, tied to this shit like I'm to blame
Then maintain, gettin' Cream with bloodstain
2-5-to the crew stuck in the game
A quarterly, you vs. me, and try to me
The door was locked, top lock stuck, bad

out the elevator, K-tone, like, "Nigga what?"
Arab Nazi, play the low,
What up though, 151, we smoke
Brown bags, of hash get smoked
Yo, that real shit, pro'ly make you bleed down your
choke, coughin' up the murder I wrote

I smoke spanky, hit it hard, hard
burn it down under the ground around guard
I rented, bitch on my then I presented
Diploma, keep her wide in TONY roma'
Back shots, Holiday Inn about to her
And cold own her, drop her off Corona
With pistolo, call me tomorrow on the
The Ayatollah, back you're just a soldier

For them thug niggas their gats and never scared
I'm prepared, every day get on beers
the corner close, quick to jump on the toast
Dead shot, take knot, dun and get ghost
While you talk fronting, walk fronting like a
Soft something, so hot what a
Mo' the ice chillin', roll dice make a killin'
Wanna see a million, no love for a got civilian

Mix-a-lot in the yellin', for a second, freeze dealin'
to business, pump 'til the pack finished
Stack spinach, mad bent, renters
Full enough to whip somethin', a-alike somethin'
Henny got my shit sunken, stay
a bop, holdin' your cock
(Yeah)

Pushin' weed
(Hahaha)
Yeah, the game don't
(Don't nigga)
Let the beat drop, bring it to the top
Just for them niggas, chicks and hard rocks
Street to block, rock to Comstock
Movin' a flock of Arabs in war-lock

on blocks a four-carat stone, infrared chrome
In Kuwait I await and crossbone
In my own zone, Motorola
The infrared on the Armani specs
Blowin' at the opposite sex
For the six-figure check, my slug
the god lay to rest, my seed is next
I was blessed with a caress and a dime's finesse

Titanium chest and bubble
(Yeah, chest and bubble vest)
My pop's dead, now it's too late to warn me, me
D's wanna plant on me, eternally I wanna sleep
the venom of a snake nigga tryin' to creep
Stakes is high and a thug's runs deep
The Jakes wanna see me layin' under six
Or so it seems, now my team work me

They stop my money move, it's too intensely
Khadafi, I plant where the Feds be
I'm like Moses in the of the Red Sea
With infrared and a case of hundred G
Leadin' my thugs to the land of
With no cops, pure coke growing on the
Arab Nazi, Tommy Hill and on
Guerrilla rap
Yeah, CNN rap song