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 and stack it up just like Tetris
Spare my heart in these sessions, I let her go my lesson

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for every color of the
Fuck all that going back and with a dirty 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 know is double up and fly (stay fly)
And run that check up, be a hustler I die (till I die)

1: K Camp]
Okay now bang, bang, [?], only thing a nigga stack
Niggas ain't tryna get racks, rather sit on their ass
Nigga what the is that
that's some [?] side note I want a mill
P code dressed to kill, you to the real
Remember 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 would win ain't never no time
This that trap music, urban
Bitch I'm a urban legend, carry 'round a Smith N
Case a wanna test it
Fuck it man, motivate all my niggas, I'ma stack this shit up my team
Went from rag to riches now I keep them bankrolls in my
Drag racin' on peace treaties, that's some shit that never see
Now I'm with the king

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

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

T.I.]
And know we all the bankroll
But got a car for color of the rainbow
Look at all the going back and forth with a bitch
I shoot that hoe the .44 I'm ridin' dirty with [and dick it down?]
Countin' money weed in the back (in the back)
Hundred K, two or 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)