Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of Death

Aiyyo left me for dead
I mushed the roaches and the
I can remember shovels spillin dirt above (this bastard?)
I for an answer, but god ain't call
I'm hearing demons and the devils and the shots call
They crack; I hopped out the casket, that's it
for some actions, consequences very tragic
I call my crew the Darkside, we all
Keep them crews running running like the far side
Triple Black Louis V's by the suit in these
Walking through the desert conversating it's you and me
Kanye shrug, paparazzi taking
See it in my mugshot; Mob slash killer
Triple Beam entrepeneur, they live for pure
The prowls only cure, fiends keep fiending
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, money all the time
Middle finger to the sky screaming fuck the other
Thinkin' money get money, got on my mind
filled with leeches, strategic moves
To capture niggas for the we do
And the we drive
Red Ferrari California on my way to
at the border
I used to play a Blair Witch on a nigga
Dump body in the woods, dare snitch on a nigga
Listen; Black mask, black gloves, duct tape
Put you where the spare tire be at; trunk
Can heaven be just a memory
They say you live a fast life but come eventually
I guess in my past I wasn't listening cause this the
Tha Police, judges, P.O.'s and the witnesses
Heronious charge, an Appolonian
Another day in the life, another to minage
Get money[4x]Crack! baby!
Reportin' live from the mothafuckin' nigga!
the motherfuckin' dirt off my clothesss
You see in my eyes, nigga?
I got that AR-15 and I hesitate to kill a nigga
Cool N' Dre on one bitches!