Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of Death

[Hook: LaTonya
If I could leave this
With a on my face
I'd up everything
Just to you happy
But we know - oh, oh, oh!
This ain't how goes
We build our own world
But the streets keep me

[Rick Ross - over LaTonya]
The meek inherit the earth
That's The Bible says
I it!

Ross]
Walk like a giant, talk a tyrant
Faith of a mustard seed, for a triumph
David or Goliath, me or admire
burns slow, as I chase my desire
Embrace my empire - Boy, eat fire!
Guns choirs, when they sing, "Keep quiet!"
"Will I get to heaven?" Turn to 27
Lord knows when I see this Monkey, be The Devil
Beat him cause I'm clever, beat him at
You was a G
Nigga, Unit together!
New York unified, Down South love
When we got to shine - "Muthafuckas, where the at?"
Real Getting Money, better log off
Think the game's now?
Now imagine when your dog gone, imagine when the gone
When you off, there's only one to call on!

[Rick Ross - talking over Givens]
I mean, if I die
I could say
you, Lord!
you, Lord!
you, Lord!

[Rick
I'm than a title, bigger than a name
You could we the biggest label in the game
Put food on the table, fed the city
Tell me who be the fool if The Feds get me? (What?)
Fetty isn't better, when you're a trendsetter
When world's so cold, hope you got a little
Caught a little case, but he had a little
to fifteen, poured his life in a letter
Very first line, he called Trick stupid
Say he got AIDS, tellin' people that lupus
Not the one just to jump to
I'm getting money, talk could be a nuisance
chains, reminiscing to them nooses
Sittin' on deuces, new (BOSS!)
Who the you callin' losers?
You niggas losin - look like you use us!

[Rick Ross - over LaTonya Givens]
I bought my first Run DMC vinyl
And my first 2 Crew cassette
I would've if I knew where I'm at today
me forty minutes to walk that abide

[Rick
Call boy a C.O., but if I really was
When all these niggas fuckin' niggas up?
Keep it - nigga, never had a gun and badge!
Kept a nice watch, smokin' on a sacks
in the day, I sold crack for some nice kicks
Skippin' school I saw my friend stabbed with an
Young nigga, fifteen with seeds
From very day, I carried on the three C's
Can't criticize niggas to get jobs
Better get smart - young brother, yours!
live once and I got two kids
And for me to them, I'd get two gigs!
I'd shit, I'd C.O
So we can bow our head and pray over the
I'm at the big picture
Keep a wit'cha, tryin' to get a bit richer

[Rick Ross - talking LaTonya]
I remember for...
For me to get the...
The opportunity...
To a record deal
And now I sign
you, Lord!