Luyện nghe bài hát The Good Die Young

Yo, you what 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 think my shit is hot, I I'm hot
You hot but you
Why they wanna? Man, I don't

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

Remember the good times, the chips we
The we packed
And all the bricks we cooked from to crack
Let my tombstone read, "I tried" and the start
Everything I wrote was my heart
So it'll 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 shit is real, it ain't a

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

They say the die young
I these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine
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 I get dressed up
In the hood it's messed up, runnin' 'round shootin' shit up
If Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup
If you got to doubt me, shut the fuck up
Why do niggas act like they when they know they butt?
And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya

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

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

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

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

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

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

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