Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Or Die

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm tryna my bacon up, I need extra cheese, hey
You can try but it ain't easy, nope
Mix the flake the soul, you got Young Jeezy, damn
You still talk blow man?
Soft white Alaska, call me snowman

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

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

Rubberbands we wrap them stacks
Time to ship it outta town, you Saran's the wrap, yeah
Think in case the K-9's get loose, geah
In the tubes the ties on my Mongoose, hey

purp' by the pound, O's by the fifth
Re-up on the first then on the fifth, yeah
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 color Tropicana orange juice,
We or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die nigga

Yeah, back up in the hood again, where it's all good
Ridin' candy slab, 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 gangsta will fail
You 'bout to make me go 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 that your ain't been to sales
I'm finna break some bread with the feds? You dumb as
I been around the block before, sold it all from to blow
And I don't fuck around the feds in town I got to go

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

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