Luyện nghe bài hát Till We Dead And Gone

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

And we be here
we dead and gone nigga}X3
P]
I gang bang
crips and bloods
But i stand on the corner
killas and drugs
They
Outlaws reaching for souls
We ghetto
600, Ferarris, and
We couldn't run from cause we
it bout it
I'm from the set where my get
rowdy
We gon hang
We gon bang
We gon niggas
Cause we trigger
got cheese nigga
Never fall
Put my name on the wall I'm gone nigga
Cause I'm a
No Limit
Mouth full of gold and diamonds
Uhh - uhh
Hit 'em up
Get 'em get 'em get 'em
Miss me, split 'em
Throw up your soldier rag if
you ain't 'em
Uhh - uhh
Or else East 99 will get 'em
P]
[Layzie
Little Lay done traveled around the
Caught a few
Seen so many and so many 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 chrome gat
Some around the corner selling crack
Some of my thugs in the dead wrong
Got a lot of my in the grave long gone
May rest in peace
My nigga
Nigga be creep thugging we all deceased
Makaveli, Biggie Smalls, and
T-Rock got
Lord bless 'em please their seed
For real we true to the thugs that Land
Putting it down for the 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
Nigga from to New Orleans
Across the seas and
P and Bone thugs
Coast to
We steadily putting it down
- Master P]X1
[Krayzie
Niggas if you with me
Don't be talking about it come get in the car
in the back for the AK

Lets see if you for war
Scoping the
it then you pull out your weapon and spark it
Nine millameter, heater, streetsweepers, and

Bitch me ticking
I'm bound to
better get on the floor
Oh, and hey and then you dropping you might as well give me your bank
Look in my
so surprised
Cause must have thought I was studio
What do ya
Nigga out of the video and fucked you up
Aw
Here 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 funerals after if dead Krayzie snaps
Cause there be to many bloody bagged up off in the back
up
We wouldn't of had to resort to
But man the nigga was that way
And I'm gon stay that way if I die today
But what can I
I picked a fucked up game to
So I get up and move out
the shoot out
So be on my way
- Master P]X2
[Wish
yeah
In the of the ghetto
I fly ride by die
Niggas let go
It's a pain to maintain
But it's a shame cause I do the same
Still the streets
Indeed you'll bleed when your with me and B-O-N-E

We the Mo warriors, warriors
Fuck them stories them haters be telling
Huh
You run up we ya
out niggas on weed
Fuck niggas don't like me and
I'ma it real all the way down till the end
All I wanna do is smoke with my friends
Make
can be your last one
Thats why a nigga gotta guns
Don't you wanna have fun
Come
red red rum

Me ya

See me and my we down for whatever
Yah me?
No the cause
Follow the paper chase thats to the income
Ya'll get thugs
Your thats ready for war
Lets
Stepping with
Come my handbook
with 44's up and a magnum
But if you you lose
niggas will fucking fool
Come and get a
If paid your dues
My niggas you've learned the golden
You do what you gotta do
But
So done test don't try me
(?)
Niggas come to tru
his grave
They
They the Cles from C-L-E
Hooked up with from New Orleans
My niggas at No
make more cheese
It's and P
[Chorus - Master
P]
Ha ha
P and nigga
Yah me?
And we be here till we dead and gone nigga
This is dedicated to every mother rapper that went before us
Yah me?