Luyện nghe bài hát They Will Die For You

1 - How many that'll die for you
How many get a quiche the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' those that get high with you
know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

How niggas that'll 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 on ya head, then they ride with you

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

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Yo, if you to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89, watch your back
A nigga smack me, smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then that be
And lately, niggas that snake me, just me
Wanna 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How much you really 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 knock my own shit, like I'm on my own
My day be short, coke, raid the fort
I'm by the cops, come blaze the court
And though die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and like a man below your belt
Me, I always had, so I never go for
Had thousand dollar with Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough
Kick your door down, surround the
you go now?
Fifty shots at you and that is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, it was co-found
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase go down
What more I say but hey, guess you niggas know now

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

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