Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Die

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

T.I.]
And we all 'bout the bankroll
But got a car for color of the rainbow
Fuck all that going back and forth with a bitch
I shoot that hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' dirty [and dick it down?]
money blowin' weed 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 that check up, be a till I die (till I die)

[Verse 1: K
Okay now bang, bang, [?], only thing a nigga stack
ain't tryna get racks, they rather sit on their ass
Nigga the fuck is that
Nigga that's [?] side note I want a mill
P code dressed to kill, you to the real
them nights I was dead ass broke, while I still had a milly on my mind
Still had dreams I would get it, still had dreams I win ain't never waste no time
This trap music, urban legend
Bitch I'm a urban legend, carry 'round a N Wesson
Case a wanna test it
Fuck it man, all my niggas, I'ma stack this shit up with my team
Went from rag to riches now I keep bankrolls 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 the bankroll
But got a car for every color of the
Fuck all that back and forth with a dirty bitch
I shoot that hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' dirty with [and dick it
money blowin' weed in the back (in the back)
Hundred K, two or in the sack
And all we is double up and stay fly
And run check up, be a hustler till I die

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

T.I.]
And we all 'bout the bankroll
But got a car for every color of the
Look at all the going back and forth with a dirty
I shoot that hoe the .44 I'm ridin' dirty with [and dick it down?]
Countin' money blowin' weed in the (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 check up, be a hustler I die (till I die)