Luyện nghe bài hát The Good Die Young

Yo, you know I want? I want the beat to drop right now
Niggas be I'm crazy right? You are crazy
I crazy, you are crazy
At least I don't I'm crazy
I my shit is hot, I think I'm hot
You hot but you
Why they wanna? Man, I know

It's the money that makes shit get
It's the money that makes these hoes me
It's the money that makes niggas wanna me
Man, I thought the would make it all lovely
Yo, I actually write I do or see
The felonies day to day make me say what I say
When I die my art will be worth than Picasso's
Don't cry for me, for me
And if you see niggas that wet me, wile' for me

Remember the times, the chips we stacked
The we packed
And all the bricks we cooked from coke to
Let my tombstone read, "I tried" and from the
Everything I wrote was from my
So always be number one on my chart
I get sensitive with my shit, don't fuck my art
Sometimes it like I'm playin' but I'm sayin'
This is real, it ain't a game

say the good die young
I guess these niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine
Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine

They say the die young
I guess these niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and
Keep your eyes on yours I keep my eyes on mine

it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big
I'm convinced it can happen to kid
So I get vest up when I get up
In the hood it's up, niggas runnin' 'round shootin' shit up
If Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup
If you got somethin' to me, shut the fuck up
Why do niggas act like hard when they know they butt?
And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya

Duke listen, if you move I'ma you
You'll get turn to shine later, patience is a virtue
Right now what you need to do is the cash
Forget about your Boss mad, just save ya ass
Be a good Boy now, go and get stash
I seen you throw it next to the can like it was trash
run along before I shoot ya ass
I hate to do this to you but I really need this

They say the good die
I guess these grimy niggas live a long
Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine
your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine

They say the good die
I guess these grimy niggas live a time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and
Keep your eyes on yours I keep my eyes on mine

I know we all gotta go, but I'd hate to go
Then I don't think it'd be fun to stick around and go last
Man listen, if you really really this shit
Nigga call Steve Stoute and I'll ya shit
Call him now before I for real 'cause after I drop
be chargin' ya'll niggas like Forty a pop
To each his own, me? I got it while it was
mentality, I know, I'm straight from the street

1999's the year of the predator, I'm to eat
Niggas'll treat you a egg, you come to cop you get beat
your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? What a treat
You're a guy, take 'em off or die
Man, we hurtin' 'round here, ain't nobody slingin'
Look around, ain't nobody 'round fly
Why you 'round here with this anyway? Huh? You high?
See, you done made the wrong move, kiss ass goodbye

They say the die young
I guess grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on

say the good die young
I these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine
Keep your eyes on while I keep my eyes on mine