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, Arabia
My roll thick, rip shit, like WrestleMania
Saddam Hussein, president of I claim
Still the name, tied to this shit like I'm to blame
Then maintain, gettin' this Cream with
'cuz the crew stuck in the game
A quarterly, you vs. me, and try to me
The was locked, top lock stuck, bad luck

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

I smoke spanky, hit it hard, hard
burn it down under the ground around guard
I rented, bitch on my dick then I
Diploma, keep her wide open in TONY
shots, Holiday Inn about to bone her
And cold own her, drop her off inside
pistolo, call me tomorrow on the 'Rola
The Ayatollah, strike you're just a soldier

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

Mix-a-lot in the spot yellin', for a second, dealin'
Back to business, pump the pack finished
Stack spinach, mad bent, renters
Full enough to somethin', a-alike twist somethin'
got my shit sunken, stay drunken
Wit' a bop, holdin' cock
(Yeah)

Pushin' drop
(Hahaha)
Yeah, the game stop
(Don't nigga)
Let the drop, bring it back to the top
for them thug niggas, chicks and hard rocks
Street to cell block, to Comstock
Movin' like a of Arabs in war-lock

Makin' on blocks a four-carat stone, chrome
In Kuwait I await and crossbone
In my own zone, flip-phone
The on the Giorgio 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 a thug's caress and a dime's finesse

Titanium chest and bubble
(Yeah, titanium chest and vest)
My dead, now it's too late to warn me, inform me
D's wanna ki's on me, eternally I wanna sleep
Without the venom of a snake nigga tryin' to
Stakes is high and a thug's runs deep
The Jakes wanna see me layin' six feet
Or so it seems, now my work against me

They can't stop my move, it's too intensely
Khadafi, I plant bombs where the be
I'm like in the middle of the Red Sea
With infrared and a case of hundred G
my thugs to the land of [unverified]
With no cops, pure growing on the tree
Arab Nazi, Hill and Nikes on
rap song
Yeah, CNN rap song