Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Drop

those fools are never rap again
yeah, we go all you mother fuckers back
it over till its over man
revenge is a mother fucker, aint it?

Ninelives.

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

[Veze
they me scante bigante
ok im
let the drum spray
damn that got me loaded
a standin' ovay
clap until up and open
daddy the heat out
someone the oven open?
bitch who you
we be hotter a sun blaze
so fly i don't even need a run way
full of kush
i be till my lungs cave
gotta, gotta get
now fuck
blocks of the
and a full of H (aye)
stay with choppers
the mutha fuckin HAs
true call up like dude what it do
look for the loot
aint no what I'll do
I cock aim and
HU I see you
no ICU in the world save you
I be all about the
up the yaper
on my barbershop
da brick a taper

(Deuce(Ninelives))
[Deuce]:

You can love me or hate me, I give a fuck.
What you tryin a me? Either way either you on my nuts, but
whateva you thinkin wont stop supa star,
this world is mine to rape, fuck it like stupid broads.
Use a extra-large but Id ooh rather do it raw,
these pussy rappin faggots bastards really turn me on...
and Im stick it to em, man my dick is gettin hard,
em all and Im a prove it while I do it like its my job.
If it is I my dick up in this biz to get it off,
while Im ticklin the clitoris by it in soft,
to trick 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 and twisted son of a bitch, no disrespect to mom,
but she gave birth to a kid way worse Dahmer, bin Laden, or Saddam.
Persistent Im a killer ready to uni-bomb.
Gadget, if faggots want static they asses to bring it on.

(Deuce(Ninelives))
Chorus

I spew hate in direction I spit,
Im tearin it down, you built.
I already found my niche,
aint gonna 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 what I did.
It hurts when I rip this mic up, you upside
and call you my bitch if you cant play the fucker
better outside it.
You aint never gonna have no again,
you and your boyfriend in bed.
Look at these faggots, how I beat them
the touch of a pen.
I a smacked you hard but I tapped you bitch
and wrote this song instead, like I said in of a snitch,
we are not friends.
I flew over the cuckoos 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]: