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' your motherfuckin' ad-libs, bitin' your style nigga
What the fuck goin' on

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

Last time I I was the man on these streets
They call me residue, I leave blow in these
Got diarrhea flow , now I shit on niggaz,
Even when I'm constipated I 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 you, fuck my wristband

Nigga sneak this and ain't how we play
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 school Chevys to Beamer

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

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

Smoke by the pound, O's by the fifth
Re-up on the first then on the fifth, yeah
We or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die nigga
And these hoes love a nigga 'cause they that we the truth
Got the Chevy same 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 breaks, nope
It's dinner time but a gangsta cookin'

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

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

Yeah, up in the hood again, where it's all good again
Ridin' slab, grippin' on the wood again
Outta line niggaz get in place where you should've been
In case you understand, I'ma make 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 got the clientele
You the and niggaz know it, that shit ain't hard to tell

Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese ain't been to
I'm break some bread with the feds? You dumb as hell
I been around the block before, sold it all from to blow
And I don't fuck around when the feds in 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, the Pimp, you know the deal
In P.A.T. it's trap or die and we ain't down for 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 trap or die