Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Die

[Bridge: K
All my niggas get reckless, I got your on my necklace
She calling for seconds, between her legs is a blessing
Might just fly out to Texas and stack it up just Tetris
my heart in these sessions, I let her go learn my lesson

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for every color of the
Fuck all going back and forth with a dirty bitch
I shoot hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' dirty with [and dick it down?]
Countin' blowin' weed in the back (in the back)
K, two or three in the sack (in the sack)
And all we know is double up and fly (stay fly)
And run that up, be a hustler till I die (till I die)

[Verse 1: K
now bang, bang, [?], only thing a young nigga stack
Niggas ain't tryna get racks, they sit on their ass
Nigga what the is that
Nigga that's some [?] side note I want a
P code to kill, introduce you to the real
Remember them nights I was dead ass broke, while I still had a on my mind
Still had dreams I would get it, still had dreams I would win ain't never no time
This that trap music, legend
Bitch I'm a legend, carry 'round a Smith N Wesson
Case a nigga wanna it
Fuck it man, motivate all my niggas, I'ma stack shit up with my team
Went from rag to riches now I keep them in my jeans
racin' on peace treaties, that's some shit that you'd never see
Now I'm here the king

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for every of the rainbow
Fuck all that going and forth with a dirty bitch
I shoot hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' dirty with [and dick it down?]
money blowin' weed in the back (in the back)
Hundred K, two or in the sack
And all we know is up and stay fly
And run that check up, be a hustler I die

2: T.I.]
Hold up, it what it like
I got your girl with a like a [?]
Going, hard, on a all
And I give it back to ya nigga I don't like her
Did shit easy or 1-2-3, 911 in
If I swerve [?] ho check it
Looking for some trouble well your ass get it
Never hesitate and a time my peasant
Pussy ever did respect my presence
Fully [?] peel it
Peel it, it, peel it, peel it, pew your bed gone nigga
We're puttin' on nigga, got scrilla
Got a bad bitch with no with em
And she walkin' out like King hit her
So made her running back
She said she gave it all to the wrong nigga, he a mill I made a double that
The had her eating double stacks
I fell [?]
She doing right, get rack
Crib with a hella pad, full of fine hella bad
Ran out of cab nigga add

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for every color of the
Look at all the going and forth with a dirty bitch
I shoot that hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' dirty with dick it down?]
Countin' money blowin' in the back (in the back)
Hundred K, two or in the sack (in the sack)
And all we is double up and stay fly (stay fly)
And run check up, be a hustler till I die (till I die)