Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of Death

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

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

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

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

[Rick
I'm bigger than a title, than a name
You could label we the biggest 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 called a
When world's so cold, hope you got a sweater
Caught a little case, but he had a cheddar
Played-out to fifteen, his life in a letter
Very first line, he called Daddy stupid
Say he got AIDS, tellin' people that lupus
Not the one just to jump to
I'm getting money, small could be a nuisance
Both chains, reminiscing to them
on deuces, new Land-Cruisers (BOSS!)
Who the fuck you losers?
You niggas losin - look you could use us!

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

[Rick
Call your boy a C.O., but if I was
When all these undercover fuckin' niggas up?
Keep it Trilla - nigga, had a gun and badge!
Kept a watch, smokin' on a hundred sacks
Back in the day, I sold crack for some nice
Skippin' school I saw my friend with an icepick
nigga, fifteen with three seeds
From that day, I carried on the three C's
criticize niggas tryin' to get jobs
Better get - young brother, live 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 the meatloaf
I'm at the big picture
Keep a wit'cha, tryin' to get a bit richer

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