Luyện nghe bài hát Never Take Me Alive

Ya know 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
on my fifth 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 it's someone you close to
And they approach you
And you dealin' wit' his family

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

And we them niggaz
Ridin' hard we bury them wit'cha
you how much we care for you niggaz
And I'm ready to pop my to 'for they let me get popped
in piece 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 never me alive)

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

We ain't the first to make shit
We ain't invent the wheel but we made the Goodrich
And now we hood
And I rhyme like my momma 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 this bitch, avoid the 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
From the one, R O C
I got one

Just lost another one, we'll love you dog
like 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 maintain but it's on my brain
But your death in vain
Lost my when it came and, uh
They say we in death but the pain
Best believe my boy gon' be blessed wit' your name

All left is your face on the picture
On my dresser in the frame and it ain't the same I'm like
Dam man, how my homey missin'
Not to mention big stressin'
Where do I go for advice, man, it's every week
But its bodies night
Men is on these streets and, uh
Niggaz know the police and the drama it's there
And my momma she still
(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 tellin' you on a track, I
Niggaz fell the trap, you like a puppet wit' no strings
We hella at that, in fact
Exactly where you at is where we you for months
So we could come thru Mack and hrat

is war my niggaz
Y'all is drawn like cartoon figures, it's a fact
We pour out a little liquor 'cuz we lost a couple
But we to get y'all back, we sat
We plotted y'all
Got a box wit yo' size and your name
How you lu'dat, it's only
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