Luyện nghe bài hát Till We Dead And Gone

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[Chorus - P]
{Nigga, nigga,
P and Bone

And we gone be
Till we and gone nigga}X3
P]
I couldn't gang
crips and bloods
But i could stand on the
killas and drugs
They
Outlaws that reaching for
We ghetto
600, Ferarris, and
We run from niggas cause we
it bout it
I'm the set where my niggas get
rowdy
We gon niggas
We gon niggas
We gon slang
Cause we niggas
got cheese nigga
Never nigga
Put my name on the when I'm gone nigga
Cause I'm a
No finest
Mouth full of teeth and diamonds
Uhh - uhh
Hit 'em up
Get 'em get 'em get 'em
Miss me, I'ma 'em
Throw up your soldier rag if
you with 'em
Uhh - uhh
Or else East 99 get with 'em
P]
[Layzie
Little Lay traveled around the world
Caught a few
Seen so many faces and so places
Ace this
Why do you try to erase this on a basis
me my spaces
Show me some though
Just pump fist in the air and holler "Mo"
Could you do me that and I'll hit you
Little nig just don't where my thugs at
Some at the track on the back gat
around the corner selling that crack
Some of my thugs in the dead wrong
Got a lot of my thugs in the long gone
May rest in peace
My nigga
Nigga be creep thugging we all deceased
Makaveli, Biggie Smalls, and
T-Rock got
Lord 'em please bless their seed
For real we true to the thugs representing Land
Putting it for the nation of thugs man
So you
Now whats wrong with your
Wounds be to shooting
the law
Keep packing steel
Real real when your the feel just chill
And peace will be
from Cleveland to New Orleans
Across the seas and
Master P and thugs
Coast to
We rolling putting it down
[Chorus - Master
[Krayzie
Niggas niggas if you me
Don't be about it nigga come get in the car
in the back for the AK

Lets see if you for war
Scoping the
Mark it then you out your weapon and spark it
millameter, heater, streetsweepers, and sawed-offs

Bitch me ticking
I'm bound to
better get on the floor
Oh, and hey and then when you dropping you might as well me your bank
in my eyes
They so
Cause they must have thought I was
do ya know
Nigga jumped out of the and fucked you up
Aw
come the police
Now tell me what it is you
I got the thing you got so it all depends on who the sharpest shot
get it on
Boy your funerals after if Krayzie snaps
Cause there be to many bodies bagged up off in the back
up
We wouldn't of had to resort to
But man the nigga was raised way
And I'm gon stay way even if I die today
But what can I
I picked a fucked up game to
So I gotta get up and out
Face the out
So be on my way
[Chorus - Master
Bone]
Yeah
In the of the ghetto
When I fly by die
Niggas let go
It's a pain just to
But a shame cause I do the same thing
from the streets
Indeed you'll bleed when fucking with me and B-O-N-E

We the Mo warriors, warriors
Fuck them stories that them be telling
Huh
You run up we ya
Stressed out on weed
Fuck don't like me and police
keep it real all the way down till the end
All I wanna do is smoke weed my friends
Make
Anyday can be your one
Thats why a nigga carry guns
Don't you have some fun
come
red red rum

Me ya

See me and my we down for whatever
Yah me?
No the cause
Follow the chase thats straight to the income
Ya'll get fifth
Your thats ready for war
battle
Stepping cannons
Come with my
with 44's up and a magnum
But if you you lose
Them will fucking fool
and get a abused
If paid your dues
My niggas you've learned the rule
You gotta do you gotta do
But
So many test don't try me
(?)
Niggas to stay tru
Digging his
dying
They recognize the from C-L-E
Hooked up with niggas from New
My at No Limit
make more cheese
It's and P
[Chorus - Master
P]
Ha ha
P and nigga
Yah me?
And we gone be here till we dead and gone
This is dedicated to every mother fucking rapper went before us
Yah me?