Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Die

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

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

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

Don't stop, packin' my heat and
Guarantee my goes tough through your leather
Whenever the rhyme or the 9 play
(Ping, ping!)
It's a done deal I hit you run way

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

Till I die nothin' but cheese
Till I die to come up on ki's
I die nothin' but guns and weed
Till I die givin' you just what you

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

Till my dying day I lay
Till my last breath, nigga, I swear to make you pay
conscience? Never me!
Last night nigga done caught a

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

Or the window, tie up the ho', the scope?
to hand me you popped, you're booked, I want more
Lock for me on the bus downtown
Now my outlook is a clown, geah

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

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

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

to elevate the game and turn it up a notch
And bust on the neighborhood watch
My money greener than a clover in a 4-6
I be a millionaire thuggin until all over

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

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