Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Drop

those fools are gonna rap again
yeah, we go push all you fuckers back
it aint over its over man
revenge is like a mother fucker, it?

Ninelives.

[Deuce]:
Love me or hate me but I stoppin till Im on top.
Im fuck the world like Tupac.
Say my name and you get shot.
Its Ninelives mutha fucka I drop.
When the guns go off pop.
We leave your body in chalk.
If you talk you better to walk the walk,
cause its Ninelives fucka till I drop.

Skante]:
they me scante bigante
ok im
sticks let the drum
damn flake got me loaded
catch a standin'
clap your up and open
daddy bring the out
leave the oven open?
bitch who you
we be hotter than a sun
so fuckin fly i don't need a run way
blunts full of
i be steamin till my cave
gotta, gotta get
now fuck
of the chalk
and a spoon of H (aye)
stay more choppers
the mutha fuckin HAs
true up deuce like dude what it do
look pops for the
no tellin what I'll do
I cock aim and
HU I see you
no ICU in the that save you
I be all about the
up the yaper
on my shit
give da brick a

(Deuce(Ninelives))
[Deuce]:

You can love me or me, I dont give a fuck.
What you tryin a date me? Either way you on my nuts, but
whateva you thinkin wont stop this star,
this world is mine to rape, fuck it stupid groupie broads.
Use a magnum extra-large but Id ooh do it raw,
these pussy rappin faggots sissy bastards turn me on...
and Im gonna stick it to em, man my dick is hard,
fuck em all and Im a prove it I do it like its my job.
If it is I stick my up in this biz to get it off,
while Im ticklin the by stickin it in soft,
just to em like Im fickle and its possible Im fluff,
but my dick is quick to switch the and give it to em rough.
Im a sick and twisted son of a bitch, no to mom,
but she gave birth to a kid way worse Dahmer, bin Laden, or Saddam.
Im a sadistic killer ready to uni-bomb.
Gadget, if faggots static tell they asses to bring it on.

(Deuce(Ninelives))
Chorus

I spew in every direction I spit,
Im it down, everything you built.
I found my niche, snitches
aint gonna stop me, this is it.
I can hear my bitch,
knows Im on fire, shit,
its the reason why these kids buy this.
Theres no Undead, its Ninelives,
this punk-ass better go home or retire, with his
cause its to late to stop what I did.
It hurts when I rip mic up, slap you upside
and call you my bitch if you cant the game fucker
better outside it.
You aint never gonna have no again,
both you and your in bed.
Look at faggots, how I beat them with
just the of a pen.
I could a smacked you hard but I tapped you
and wrote this song instead, like I in story of a snitch,
we are not friends.
I almost flew over the nest, I had to get shit off my chest,
you tried to my ass off the edge, but I got Ninelives homey,
I dead.

[Deuce]: