Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of Death

[Hook: LaTonya
If I leave this place
With a smile on my
I'd give up
Just to you happy
But we know - oh, oh, oh!
This how live goes
We build our own world
But the streets callin' me

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

[Rick
Walk like a giant, like a tyrant
Faith of a mustard seed, for a triumph
David or Goliath, me or admire
Kush slow, as I chase my desire
my empire - Batty Boy, eat fire!
Guns like choirs, 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, him at whatever
You was a G
Nigga, mean together!
New York unified, Down love that
When we got to shine - "Muthafuckas, the love at?"
Real niggas Getting Money, log off
the game's dead now?
Now when your dog gone, imagine when the song gone
When you phone off, only 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 than a title, bigger than a name
You label we the biggest label in the game
Put food on the table, fed the city
Tell me who be the if The Feds come 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 cheddar
to fifteen, poured his life in a letter
Very first line, he called Trick stupid
Say he got AIDS, tellin' people that it's
Not the one just to to conclusions
I'm getting money, small could be a nuisance
chains, reminiscing to them nooses
Sittin' on deuces, new (BOSS!)
Who the fuck you callin'
You niggas losin - look like you use us!

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

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

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