Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of Death

Aiyyo left 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 and the devils and the shots they call
They want crack; I out the casket, that's it
Time for some actions, very tragic
I call my the Darkside, we all ride
Keep them crews running running like the far side
Black Louis V's provided by the suit in these
Walking through the conversating like it's you and me
Kanye shrug, paparazzi pictures
See it in my mugshot; Mob Boss killer
Triple Beam entrepeneur, they live for only
The prowls cure, fiends keep fiending more
Wake up every morning same motherfuckin
money, get money, got money on my mind
Fo' Five on my hip, on the other side
Thinkin' money, money, make money all the time
Middle finger to the sky screaming fuck the side
Thinkin' money get money, got money on my
BC's filled with leeches, strategic
To capture for the deeds we do
And the we drive
Red Ferrari on my way to arizona
at the border
I used to play a good Blair on a nigga
Dump your body in the woods, dare snitch on a
Listen; mask, black gloves, rubber duct tape
Put you where the spare tire be at; trunk
Can heaven be just a memory
say you live a fast life but death'll come eventually
I guess in my past 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!
live from the mothafuckin' desert nigga!
Brushin' the motherfuckin' dirt off my
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!