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 talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

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

[Puff
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, ride for you, would you ride for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of
Let they man get struck, never back
Stay in the street, seven days a
Shit get hot, you blaze your heat
Stupid motherfucker play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never
Bigger than the and the Pope, sling no dope
me anything but broke
When it's on, I guarantee my team don't
a war, you niggas better bring yo' force
And I say we won't quit, believe this 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 down to act, we came to
We beef '89, watch your back
A smack me, I'mma smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, that be that
And lately, niggas snake me, just make me
Wanna 'em heat without AC
I'm sweet, taste me
How you really want it?
to put a mil' on it or your deal on it?
This year Cancun, guess who I'm wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
my own chips, I copped my own 6
I knock my own shit, I'm on my own dick
My day be short, need coke, the fort
I'm knocked by the cops, come blaze the
And niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man your belt
Me, I always had, so I go for self
Had thousand bills with Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough
your door down, surround the block
Where you go
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 could I say but hey, guess you niggas know now

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[Lil'
right I'mma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around when it's to go to war
shit here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the bitch all ya'll wanna try ya'll luck with
Lil' Kim spread like
You think I'm
I dare you to stick dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, ridiculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only permission
Like E.F. Hutton, I talk, niggas listen
So don't ya'll be mad at me, 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, your is loaned out
I it on, money keep growin'
Ice glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own the pain is gone
Like a splinter I
So why I throw my blows in those
Do a bit upstate and the weight for your troubles
My B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it ain't too many that I'd die for

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