Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Drop

those are never gonna rap again
yeah, we go push all you mother fuckers
it over till its over man
is like a mother fucker, aint it?

Ninelives.

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

[Veze
they me scante bigante
ok im
sticks let the spray
damn flake got me loaded
a standin' ovay
clap your up and open
daddy the heat out
someone leave the oven
who you kiddin'
we be hotter a sun blaze
so fuckin fly i even need a run way
full of kush
i be till my lungs cave
gotta, get paid
now someday
blocks of the
and a full of H (aye)
with more choppers
than the fuckin HAs
call up deuce like dude what it do
look pops for the
aint no tellin what do
I cock aim and
HU I see you
no ICU in the world save you
I be all about the
baggin up the
on my shit
give da a taper

(Deuce(Ninelives))
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You can love me or hate me, I dont a fuck.
What you tryin a date me? Either way you on my nuts, but
whateva you wont stop this supa star,
this world is mine to rape, fuck it like stupid broads.
Use a magnum but Id ooh rather do it raw,
these rappin faggots sissy bastards really turn me on...
and Im gonna it to em, man my dick is gettin 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 the clitoris by stickin it in soft,
just to em like Im fickle and its possible Im fluff,
but my dick is quick to the brick and give it to em rough.
Im a sick and twisted son of a bitch, no to mom,
but she birth to a kid way worse than Dahmer, bin Laden, or Saddam.
Persistent Im a sadistic killer to uni-bomb.
Gadget, if faggots want static tell asses to bring it on.

(Deuce(Ninelives))
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I spew in every direction I spit,
Im tearin it down, you built.
I already my niche, snitches
aint never stop me, this is it.
I can hear my bitch,
everyone Im on fire, shit,
its the reason why these white buy this.
Theres no Undead, its Ninelives,
this punk-ass better go or retire, with his mama
cause its already to late to stop I did.
It hurts when I rip mic up, slap you upside
and call you my bitch if you cant play the fucker
stand outside it.
You never gonna have no fame again,
both you and your in bed.
Look at these faggots, how I them with
the touch of a pen.
I a smacked you hard but I tapped you bitch
and wrote this song instead, I said in story of a snitch,
we are not friends.
I almost flew over the cuckoos nest, I had to get off my chest,
you to push my ass off the edge, but I got Ninelives homey,
I dead.

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