Luyện nghe bài hát The Good Die Young

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

It's the that makes shit get ugly
It's the money that makes these hoes me
It's the money makes niggas wanna slug me
Man, I thought the would make it all lovely
Yo, I write what I do or see
The from day to day make me say what I say
When I die my art be worth more than Picasso's
cry for me, smile for me
And if you see them that wet me, wile' for me

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

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

First it 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 doubt me, the fuck up
Why do niggas act like they when they know they butt?
And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to ya luck

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

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

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

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

1999's the year of the predator, I'm 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 hurtin' here, ain't nobody slingin' pies
Look around, ain't nobody here fly
Why you 'round here with this shit Huh? You high?
See, you done made the wrong move, kiss your ass

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 niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine
Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine