Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of Death

[Hook: Givens]
If I could this place
a smile on my face
I'd up everything
Just to make you
But we know - oh, oh, oh!
ain't how live goes
We could build our own
But the streets keep me

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

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

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

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

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

Ross]
Call your boy a C.O., but if I was
When all these niggas undercover fuckin' up?
Keep it Trilla - nigga, had a gun and badge!
a nice watch, smokin' on a hundred sacks
Back in the day, I sold for some nice kicks
school I saw my friend stabbed with an icepick
Young nigga, fifteen with seeds
From that day, I carried on the three C's
Can't niggas tryin' to get jobs
Better get smart - young brother, yours!
Only live 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 and pray over the meatloaf
I'm looking at the big
Keep a wit'cha, tryin' to get a bit richer

[Rick Ross - talking over
I praying for...
For me to get the...
The opportunity...
To have a record
And now I artists
you, Lord!