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 clique roll thick, rip shit, WrestleMania
Saddam Hussein, president of what I
Still the name, tied to this shit like I'm to blame
Then maintain, gettin' this with bloodstain
'cuz 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, the low, [unverified]
up though, 151, we smoke 'dro
Brown bags, tons of hash get
Yo, that real shit, pro'ly 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 I presented
Diploma, keep her wide in TONY roma'
shots, Holiday Inn about to bone her
And cold own her, her off inside Corona
With pistolo, me tomorrow on the 'Rola
The Ayatollah, strike back just a soldier

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

in the spot yellin', for a second, freeze dealin'
Back to business, pump 'til the finished
Stack spinach, mad bent, crash
enough to whip somethin', a-alike twist somethin'
Henny got my shit sunken, drunken
Wit' a bop, holdin' cock
(Yeah)

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

Makin' on blocks a four-carat stone, chrome
In Kuwait I await skull and
In my own zone, flip-phone
The infrared on the Armani specs
Blowin' tecs at the sex
For the six-figure check, my injects
the god lay to rest, my seed is next
I was blessed a thug's caress and a dime's finesse

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

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