Luyện nghe bài hát Never Take Me Alive

Ya what we doin' here

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

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

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

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

It's Neef, Y G
From the 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 was our vision
We ain't it, see it come to
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 out here copyin'
But nigga I'ma flush all this bullshit
All this fake Tupac and fake Suge

We ain't the first to make shit
We ain't invent the wheel but we the Goodrich tire
And now we hood
And I rhyme my momma still in the hood shit
But my momma got V12 under the
She got C L on of the 6
Now my only job is to help Chris
Get his momma out bitch, avoid the drama out this bitch
(They'll never me alive)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is war my
Y'all niggaz is drawn like 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' and your name attached
How you lu'dat, only right
B I in L.A., God bless life
(They'll take 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