Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Die

[Bridge: K
All my get reckless, I got your rent 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 in these sessions, I let her go learn my lesson

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for color of the rainbow
Fuck all that going back and forth with a dirty
I shoot that hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' dirty with [and dick it
Countin' blowin' weed in the back (in the back)
Hundred K, two or three in the (in the sack)
And all we is double up and stay 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 rather sit on ass
what the fuck is that
Nigga that's [?] side note I want a mill
P dressed 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 waste no time
This trap music, urban legend
Bitch I'm a urban legend, carry 'round a N Wesson
Case a nigga test it
Fuck it man, motivate all my niggas, I'ma stack shit up with my team
from rag to riches now I keep them bankrolls in my jeans
Drag racin' on peace treaties, some shit that you'd never see
Now I'm here with the

T.I.]
And know we all the bankroll
But got a car for color of the rainbow
Fuck all that going back and with a dirty bitch
I shoot hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' dirty with [and dick it down?]
Countin' money blowin' weed in the (in the back)
Hundred K, two or three in the
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 it look like
I got your with a girl like a [?]
Going, hard, on a all
And then I give it back to ya I don't like her
Did easy or 1-2-3, 911 in emergency
If I swerve that [?] ho it
for some trouble well your ass gonna get it
Never hesitate and a time my peasant
nigga 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 loan
Got a bad with no thong with em
And she walkin' out like King hit her
So good made her running
She said she it all to the wrong nigga, he made a mill I made a double that
The nigga had her eating stacks
I fell [?]
She doing right, get rack
Crib with a hella pad, full of fine bitches bad
Ran out of cab never add

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