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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Young, H O V
the number 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 always 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 but it's stress on my brain
But your death ain't in
Lost my breath when it and, uh
say we joyce in death but the pain
Best believe my first boy gon' be blessed wit' your

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

It's 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 never 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 tellin' you on a track, I relax
Niggaz fell into the trap, you like a wit' no strings
We hella 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 is drawn like cartoon figures, it's a fact
We pour out a little liquor 'cuz we lost a couple
But we 'bout to get back, we sat
We plotted demise
Got a box wit yo' size and name attached
How you lu'dat, it's only
B I in L.A., God your 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