Luyện nghe bài hát They Will Die For You

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

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

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Yo, if you down to act, we to scrap
We '89, still watch your back
A nigga smack me, smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then be that
And lately, niggas that me, just make me
Wanna send 'em without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How much you want it?
Enough to put a on it or your deal on it?
year 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, I'm on my own dick
My day be short, need coke, raid the
I'm knocked by the cops, blaze the court
And niggas die for, go on the shelf
and spend like a man below your belt
Me, I always had, so I never go for
Had thousand dollar bills Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough
Kick your down, surround the block
you go now?
Fifty spit at you and that is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, think it was
Here's the low-down, messin' with gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, you niggas know now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' I'mma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around when time to go to war
shit here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all ya'll wanna try luck with
Lil' Kim like syphilis
You think I'm
I dare you to your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous
Speak when you're to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, 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
the CD, chromed out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, your shit is out
I it on, money keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', plus I'm bad to the
In the danger zone, I my own when the pain is gone
Like a I enter
So why should I throw my in those
Do a bit and take the weight for your troubles
My B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it ain't too niggas that I'd die for

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