Luyện nghe bài hát Never Take Me Alive

Ya what we doin' here

Young, H O V
From the one, R O C
We got one

Yo, it's a big payback, at the tip of my lips
Grip on my and brought my big K back
Y'all don't understand some of the I go through
Half of y'all can't even dig it, y'all can't even
A motherfucker someone you close to
And they say over someone you close to
And they approach you
And you dealin' wit' his family

And these say
You ain't focused at the time
But wasn't on the same vibe, I remain calm
This aim mine it's game time
Though you gone dog you still wit' us
For the clueless we just the picture

And we them niggaz
Ridin' hard we bury them wit'cha
Show you how we care for you niggaz
And I'm ready to pop my crew to 'for let me get popped
in piece A L, O reddy, and hop
(They'll take me alive)

Young Neef, Y G
From the one, R O C
We got one
(They'll take me alive)

It's Neef, Y G
the motherfuckin', R O C
We got one
(They'll never me alive)

The was our vision
We it, see it come to fruition
We ran outta dam
You think I'm just a fan you out mind
That was my motherfuckin' man and my in crime
Big you had the Mafia, me, I got the
Got a lot of these fake families out here
But nigga trust flush all this bullshit
All this fake Tupac and fake Suge

We ain't the first to hood shit
We ain't invent the wheel but we made the tire
And now we hood
And I like my momma still in the hood shit
But my momma got V12 the hood
She got C L on of the 6
Now my job is to help little Chris
Get his momma out bitch, avoid the drama out this bitch
(They'll take me alive)

Young, H O V
the number one, R O C
We got one
(They'll take me alive)

Young, H O V
the number one, R O C
I got one

Just lost another one, we'll love you dog
Just like my son, my second brother dog
say we go to hell when he die we ain't lose 'em
But Hov say, "Throw it up" so we gotta keep it
So me I maintain but stress on my brain
But your ain't in vain
Lost my breath when it and, uh
say we joyce in death but the pain
Best believe my first boy gon' be wit' your name

All that's left is your face on the
On my dresser in the frame and it just the same I'm like
Dam man, how my another homey
Not to mention big stressin'
Where do I go for advice, man, shows every week
But its every night
Men is cold on streets and, uh
Niggaz know the police and the drama still there
And my momma she there
(They'll never me alive)

It's Chris, Y G
the number one, R O C
We got one
(They'll take me alive)

Young Chris, Y G
the motherfuckin', R O C
We got one
(They'll take me alive)

Now it's no back, it's like a gat
Once you it dog you never put it back 'til you clap
Tell the hood I'm this ain't rap
This is shit I'm just you on a track, I relax
Niggaz fell into the trap, you like a wit' no strings
We good at that, in fact
Exactly where you at is we wanted you for months
So we could come thru Mack and hrat

This is war my
niggaz is drawn like cartoon figures, it's a fact
We pour out a little liquor 'cuz we lost a niggaz
But we to get y'all back, we sat
We y'all demise
Got a box wit yo' and your name attached
How you lu'dat, only right
B I in L.A., God bless life
(They'll never me alive)

Young, H O V
the number one, R O C
I got one
(They'll take me alive)

Young, H O V
the motherfuckin', R O C
We got one