Luyện nghe bài hát Victory Or Death

2000, no mothafuckin' mercy for the new
Victory or Death, I'm tha Twista in this bitch
Mothafuckaz talkin' 'bout and shit
And who bit what and who what, nigga fuck all y'all styles
I'm finna set this shit off like here

Chi towns Mob Gothic
Hard knock it give me tha mothafuckin' ammunition I'll it
Respected like I'm one of Gods
Gotta put it down for legit ballaz and you think

That I'll rock it that nigga
'Cause a lamb I was sacrificed
For this verbal murder religion by my hunger to succeed
By the heart I be

No shakin', no shiverin', get your shit to
Reciting literature, shall I spit tha creed
Now who them mothafuckaz talkin' bitin'
Go get me the pump-out of my trunk-I'm finna

Y'all run punk
where you got your style from I be the one
Rippin' the and I'm murderin'
I'm in the middle of killin' 'em off when the dump

With a young two to the brain don't even harm me
You're fuckin' every party, you wont startle
You're the harder crew of giants
Turnin' mothafuckaz you to microscopic particles

To hype, to stop it the modules on cruise
Ride out on niggas-bitches-ho's
Ain't takin' no titles I instantly bruise your
that shit to me, trigger vicious flows

Get to my clothes and start snappin' like I'm
Sniffin' up the nose, and catchin' convulsions
I'm trembling no surrendering start shootin' and
Knockin' out like Benalyn

Reminiscin' on that adrenaline, oh, now you
Overdose 'em on poisonous from the west to the wild y'all
Gangbagin' like Gotti, tha party
Straight up shockin' your body doin' it Kaze style y'all

'Cause victory or death nigga, better stay out the way
my adrenaline pumpin' or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
Ain't no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed

'Cause victory or death nigga, better stay out the way
my adrenaline pumpin' or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
Ain't no makin' me bleed I've got family to feed it's

I would die before I can't prosper I'm a mobsta
Won't stop ballin', because meant to be,
It's victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm

I would die before I can't prosper I'm a mobsta
Won't stop ballin', because it's to be,
It's victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm

To all the folks and the
The bloods and the crips and ward let's roll
You go for what you know
If it's get low

you get to the calico let it flow
Make these know in the door
Make a mothafucka bleed for you need
'Cause the families eat in the last days it's hatred and greed

Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, field marshals, elites and the
Soldiers we better heed and realize
Signs of the times, stand by yo
Watch out for tha and write yo' rhymes

But the industry is set up to you so you better be on the grind
Don't be one of the gotta stay alert
And put in work time is almost up
Twistas, hurricanes, and volcanoes

So we stop the struggle
I'm killin' my enemy, 'em off and not givin' a fuck
And I pray to the Lord my soul to
i go to the sky

Thank you from savin' me form a torturous of hell
But hile I'm here I'm legit ballin' until I die
better these years, feel the blood sweat and the tears
Organize, I'll sit and smoke a Philly witcha

Never scared of my peers, I only got federal
And I'm known to put it down for my city
And when we get full of indo
Hydroponics and chronic lock up ya doors and tha

Better go and up your kinfolks
'Cause the riders that's with this mob
murder when the wind blow
Don't what you info

We bring terror in this era
Of we headin' in
And the way we can survive is if we come hard
And strive to be gods of men

'Cause it's or death nigga, better stay out the way
When my pumpin' or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
Ain't no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed

it's victory or death nigga, better stay out the way
When my adrenaline or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
Ain't no makin' me 'cause I've got family to feed it's

I would rather die before I can't I'm a mobsta
stop ballin', because it's meant to be,
It's victory or death I gotta hustle I'm gone

I would rather die before I can't prosper I'm a
Won't stop ballin', it's meant to be,
victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone