Luyện nghe bài hát They Will Die For You

1 - How many niggas die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then ride with you

How many niggas die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, I'mma for you, would you ride for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all you type of cats
Let they man get struck, never back
in the street, seven days a week
Shit get hot, you never blaze heat
Stupid wanna play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never
Bigger the king and the Pope, sling no dope
me anything but broke
When it's on, I guarantee my don't choke
a war, you niggas better bring yo' force
And I say we won't quit, believe this shit
I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you my bitch
Puff talk, you niggas take heed to this

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Yo, if you down to act, we came to
We beef '89, still your back
A smack me, I'mma smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, just me
send 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How you really want it?
Enough to put a on it or your deal on it?
This Cancun, guess who I'm going wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
Make my own chips, I my own 6
I my own shit, like I'm on my own dick
My day be short, need coke, raid the
I'm knocked by the cops, come the court
And niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend a man below your belt
Me, I had, so I never go for self
Had dollar bills with Teddy Roosevelt
Better down, tellin' you now, put the dough down
Kick your door down, the block
you go now?
Fifty spit at you and that is not a whole round
Way I the furniture, think it was co-found
the low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, guess you niggas now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' right I'mma roll with my dogs
Bitches ain't around when it's to go to war
This shit here, nothing to fuck
I'm the bitch all ya'll wanna try ya'll luck with
Lil' Kim like syphilis
You think I'm
I you to stick your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, ridiculous
Speak when spoken to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, I talk, niggas listen
So ya'll be mad at me, 'cause I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E
Copped my CD, now all ya'll be me
See me on the TV, beds dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, chromed out and out
My is paid for, your shit is loaned out
I it on, money keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own when the pain is
a splinter I enter
So why should I throw my blows in
Do a bit upstate and the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'mma for
But it ain't too many niggas I'd die for

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