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 like you nigga
Bitin' your motherfuckin' ad-libs, bitin' motherfuckin' style nigga
What the goin' on nigga?

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

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

Got some Super Friends in the Legion of
Stay blowin' 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 how we play
Fuck with mind, get ya like the DJ, that's right
Now tell me I ain't real, AR that I'm holdin' got a gangsta grill
from old school Chevys to Beamer coupes

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

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

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

Post on the block, rain, sleet, snow,
Slow motion, don't move but the money, geah
all day, day, with no lunch breaks, nope
It's dinner time but a cookin' pancakes

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

Smoke by the pound, O's by the fifth
Re-up on the first again 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 trap or die

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

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

Respect my mind 'cause I'm a old schooler
Summer time get too hot, I wait for 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 for gettin' killed

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