Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly 4 My Fans (Intro)

Look, they say a die a thousand deaths (fuck nigga)
And every time you and try and kill him why its a thousand left? (fuck nigga)
I heard a real die come back a thousand times
Go broke now 999 count up a times
And these is real facts I just saying that
What if Fred was president I woke up praying that
'Cause if Trump become the he might bring slavery back
Been on black folks eighty years might as well Reagan back
Meanwhile, I'm just with this desert eagle
Smoking weed riding fast like that shit not
And if I fly past you fast yeah know I see you
I can't pull up on fuck niggas no you not my
And I'm for the
But I'm not the
Bitch I just die for my thats all i know
Live and I die by the
My niggas ride by the die for the code
Shit I did time for the
If the folks pack up and say come get me now
I rat I'ma lie down and roll
Lay down and die I fold
Hoes and bankrolls, nothing but a bonus
Everybody know that my la is who its happening for
Promoters like Herb you dropped in a year
25 thousand two for a show
The less you in the less shots that I hear
At least y'all ain't out here trapping no more
Gang!