Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly 4 My Fans (Intro)

Look, they say a coward die a deaths (fuck nigga)
And every time you and try and kill him why its always a thousand (fuck nigga)
I heard a real nigga die come back a times
Go broke now 999 up a thousand times
And these is real facts I ain't just saying
What if Fred Hamp was I woke up praying that
'Cause if Trump become the president he might slavery back
Been on black eighty years might as well bring 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 just 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 die for my bros thats all i know
Live and I die by the
My niggas by the code die for the code
Shit I did time for the
If the folks pack up and say they get me now
Before I rat lie down and roll
Lay and die before I fold
Hoes and bankrolls, ain't nothing but a
Everybody know that my la is who its happening for
Promoters like Herb you ain't in a year
25 two half for a show
The less you in town the less that I hear
At y'all ain't out here ain't trapping no more
Gang!