Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of Death

Aiyyo they me for dead
I mushed the roaches and the
I can still remember shovels dirt above (this bastard?)
I waited for an answer, but god call
I'm hearing demons and the devils and the shots call
They want crack; I hopped out the casket, it
Time for some actions, consequences very
I call my the Darkside, we all ride
Keep them other crews running running like the far
Triple Black Louis V's provided by the suit in
Walking through the conversating like it's you and me
shrug, paparazzi taking pictures
See it in my mugshot; Mob Boss slash
Triple Beam entrepeneur, they live for pure
The prowls cure, fiends keep fiending more
Wake up every morning same time
Thinkin' money, get money, got money on my
Fo' Five on my hip, Nine on the side
money, take money, make money all the time
Middle finger to the sky screaming fuck the other
Thinkin' money get money, got money on my
BC's filled with leeches, strategic
To niggas for the deeds we do
And the we drive
Red California on my way to arizona
Mexicano at the
I used to a good Blair Witch on a nigga
your body in the woods, dare snitch on a nigga
Listen; Black mask, black gloves, duct tape
Put you the spare tire be at; trunk space
Can heaven be a distant memory
They say you live a fast life but come eventually
I in my past life I wasn't listening cause this the
Fuck Tha Police, judges, P.O.'s and the
Heronious charge, an broad
Another day in the life, another bitch to
Get money[4x]Crack! baby!
Reportin' live from the mothafuckin' nigga!
Brushin' the motherfuckin' off my clothesss
You see death in my eyes,
I got that AR-15 and I won't hesitate to a nigga
N' Dre on this one bitches!