Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Or Die

Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go like this nigga
I'm hearin' these in the club, niggaz soundin' like you nigga
Bitin' motherfuckin' ad-libs, bitin' your motherfuckin' style nigga
What the goin' on nigga?

You check these motherfuckin' niggaz, mayne
fuck wit real nigga and these niggaz
Ain't out here on these motherfuckin' streets nigga
these fuck ass industry niggaz mayne
Nigga we been doin' this shit ninety-five

time I checked I was the man on these streets
They me residue, I leave blow in these beats
Got diarrhea flow , now I shit on niggaz,
when I'm constipated I still shit on niggaz, let's get it

Got some Friends in the Legion of Doom
blowin' purple shit that keep me high like the moon
Yeah, I'm an affiliate, I'm no
I'm a hater like you, fuck my

Nigga sneak this and that ain't how we
with mind, get ya drama like the DJ, that's right
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin' got a gangsta
Went from old school to Beamer coupes

Got a hundred niggaz with me and everybody shoot, yeah
Try me nigga, your first mistake
Eat your lil' ass up a chanterelle plate
The whole pie Domino's, yes indeed

I'm tryna stack my up, I need extra cheese, hey
You can try dawg but it easy, nope
Mix the flake the soul, you got Young Jeezy, damn
You still talk blow man?
Soft white Alaska, call me snowman

Smoke by the pound, O's by the fifth
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth,
We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die
And these hoes love a 'cause they know that we the truth
Got the Chevy same Tropicana orange juice, yeah
We or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die nigga

Post on the block, rain, sleet, snow,
Slow motion, nothin' move but the money, geah
Trap all day, day, no lunch breaks, nope
It's time but a gangsta cookin' pancakes

Rubberbands when we wrap them
to ship it outta town, you know Saran's the wrap, yeah
Think ahead in case the get loose, geah
In the tubes the ties on my Mongoose, hey

Smoke purp' by the pound, O's by the
Re-up on the first then on the fifth, yeah
We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we or die nigga
And these hoes love a nigga 'cause know that we the truth
Got the same color Tropicana orange juice, yeah
We or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die nigga

Yeah, back up in the hood again, it's all good again
candy slab, grippin' on the wood again
Outta niggaz get back in place where you should've been
In case you don't understand, I'ma it understood again

King of the underground, my will never fail
You 'bout to me go postal for fuckin' with my mail
You got the connect but you ain't got the
You the hoax and niggaz know it, that shit ain't hard to

Rat bitch, recognize your cheese ain't been to sales
I'm finna some bread with the feds? You dumb as hell
I around the block before, sold it all from rock to blow
And I don't fuck around when the in town I got to go

Respect my mind 'cause I'm a trill old
Summer time get too hot, I for winter when it's cooler
U.G.K. for life, free the Pimp, you know the
In P.A.T. it's trap or die and we down for gettin' killed

Smoke purp' by the pound, O's by the
Re-up on the first again on the fifth, yeah
We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we or die nigga
And these hoes love a nigga 'cause they know we the truth
Got the Chevy same color orange juice, yeah
We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die