Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Die

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

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for every of the rainbow
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 blowin' in the back (in the back)
Hundred K, two or in the sack (in the sack)
And all we know is up and stay fly (stay fly)
And run check up, be a hustler till I die (till I die)

[Verse 1: K
Okay now bang, bang, [?], only a young nigga stack
Niggas ain't get racks, they rather sit on their ass
Nigga what the fuck is
Nigga that's some [?] note I want a mill
P code to kill, introduce 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, had dreams I would win ain't never waste no time
This that trap music, urban
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 them bankrolls in my jeans
Drag racin' on peace treaties, 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 color of the rainbow
all that going back and forth with a dirty bitch
I shoot that hoe with the .44 I'm 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 it look like
I got your with a girl like a [?]
Going, hard, on a all
And then I give it back to ya nigga I like her
Did shit or 1-2-3, 911 in emergency
If I swerve [?] ho check it
for some trouble well your ass gonna get it
Never hesitate and share a my peasant
nigga ever did respect my presence
Fully automatic [?] it
Peel it, peel it, peel it, peel it, pew your bed nigga
We're on nigga, got loan scrilla
Got a bad bitch with no with em
And she walkin' out like Kong hit her
So good made her back
She said she gave it all to the wrong nigga, he made a mill I made a that
The nigga had her eating stacks
I [?] stack
She right, get another rack
Crib with a pad, full of fine bitches hella bad
Ran out of cab never add

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for color 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)
K, two or three in the sack (in the sack)
And all we know is double up and fly (stay fly)
And run check up, be a hustler till I die (till I die)