Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of Death

Aiyyo they me for dead
I mushed the roaches and the
I can still remember shovels spillin dirt (this bastard?)
I waited for an answer, but god call
I'm hearing demons and the devils and the shots they
They want crack; I hopped out the casket, it
for some actions, consequences very tragic
I my crew the Darkside, we all ride
Keep them crews running running like the far side
Triple Black Louis V's provided by the in these
through the desert conversating like it's you and me
Kanye shrug, taking pictures
See it in my mugshot; Mob Boss killer
Triple Beam entrepeneur, they live for pure
The prowls only cure, fiends keep more
Wake up every morning motherfuckin time
Thinkin' money, get money, got money on my
Fo' on my hip, Nine on the other side
Thinkin' money, take money, make money all the
Middle finger to the sky screaming the other side
Thinkin' money get money, got money on my
BC's filled with leeches, moves
To niggas for the deeds we do
And the cars we
Red Ferrari California on my way to
Mexicano at the
I used to a good Blair Witch on a nigga
Dump 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 just a distant
They say you live a fast but death'll come eventually
I in my past life I wasn't listening cause this the
Fuck Tha Police, judges, P.O.'s and the
charge, an Appolonian broad
Another day in the life, bitch to minage
Get money[4x]Crack! baby!
Reportin' live from the mothafuckin' nigga!
the motherfuckin' dirt off my clothesss
You see death in my eyes,
I got that AR-15 and I hesitate to kill a nigga
N' Dre on this one bitches!