Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Die

Thug shit,
G's in the
Hey, what can I
(Geah)
official, nigga
And right now we gon' do some of that thug shit for ass
(Killa)
Geah, that's makin' me wanna do some of that evil
(West Side!)
it out

Feel a little of wind so I jet
This real nigga dwells Compton, no shit
Thugs town, now car jacks and sales
County bus rolls niggas trips to jail

What the hell won't trade it, high can't fade it
Out of town with pigeons is how we made it
Y'all hate to get a dubs and rocks
Land of the green and cars that [unverified] hops

stop, packin' my heat and Beretta
Guarantee my goes tough through your leather
the rhyme play or the 9 play
(Ping, ping!)
It's a deal when I hit you run way

Y'all niggas must be gay, and shakin'
How this bitch greed shakin' up money, we mention
Never fakin' the funk, punk, I the trunk
4-5 hittin' yo' body, a big chunk, geah

Till I die nothin' but makin'
Till I die tryin' to up on ki's
Till I die but guns and weed
Till I die givin' you what you need

Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Steel is my reputation, get peeled
Front line for dollars is my nigga
But I'm kinda fast when they spit the 9

Till my dying day I lay
my very last breath, nigga, I swear to make you pay
Guilty conscience? me!
Last night nigga done a felony

Jealousy try to approach, promote
provoke through gun smoke, watch out, loc!
Shake 'cause these niggas fuckin' with yours
Get in where you fit in if it's a back door

Or the window, tie up the ho', the scope?
Trying to me you popped, you're booked, I want more
Lock down for me on the bus
Now my outlook is a sad-faced clown,

Till I die but makin' cheese
I die tryin' to come up on ki's
Till I die nothin' but guns and
Till I die givin' you just what you [unverified]

Till I die is be H double O
B A N G I N fo'
Niggas never thought that would ever see me
With my eh blue rag from the C P T

We be kickin' in do's, sweevin'
Shovin' 30 clips in a fully Mack
So as the tickin' and the plot thickens
We be juggin' up Sherman and up chicken
(What you need, nigga?)

Time to elevate the and turn it up a notch
And bust on the muthafuckin' neighborhood
My money than a clover in a 4-6 Rover
I be a millionaire thuggin it's all over

I take a ice cold 40 of Cristal and what they
Me and a Persian hoe in a 6-4 doja while we swervin'
Keep that off the hood, and determination in my eye, nigga
Be my of the pie, nigga, so I ride until I die,nigga

I die nothin' but makin' cheese
Till I die to come up on ki's
Till I die nothin' but and weed
Till I die givin' you just what you [unverified]