Luyện nghe bài hát Never Take Me Alive

Ya know what we here

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

Yo, it's a big payback, revenge at the tip of my
on my fifth and brought my big K back
Y'all understand some of the pain I go through
Half of y'all can't dig it, y'all can't even picture
A motherfucker killin' someone you to
And they say it's over someone you to
And they family you
And you dealin' his family emotions

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

And we airin' niggaz
Ridin' hard 'til we bury wit'cha
Show you how much we care for you
And I'm ready to pop my crew to they let me get popped
Rest in A L, O reddy, and hop
(They'll never me alive)

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

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

The commission was our
We ain't it, see it to fruition
We ran time dam
You I'm just a fan you out your mind
That was my motherfuckin' man and my partner in
Big you had the Mafia, me, I got the
Got a lot of these families out here copyin'
But nigga trust I'ma all this bullshit
All fake Tupac and fake Suge shit

We ain't the first to hood shit
We ain't invent the wheel but we made the Goodrich
And now we rich
And I rhyme like my momma 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 this bitch, the drama out this bitch
(They'll take me alive)

Young, H O V
From the 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 always you dog
like my mother son, my second brother dog
They say we go to hell when he die we lose 'em
But Hov say, "Throw it up" so we gotta it movin'
So me I maintain but it's on my brain
But death 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 is your face on the picture
On my in the frame and it just ain't the same I'm like
Dam man, how my another homey
Not to mention big homey
Where do I go for advice, man, it's shows every
But its bodies night
Men is cold on streets and, uh
know the police and the drama it's still there
And my she still there
(They'll take me alive)

Young Chris, Y G
From the one, R O C
We got one
(They'll never me alive)

Young Chris, Y G
the motherfuckin', R O C
We got one
(They'll never me alive)

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

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

Young, H O V
From the one, R O C
I got one
(They'll never me alive)

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