Luyện nghe bài hát Victory Or Death

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

Chi towns murderous Mob
knock it give me tha mothafuckin' ammunition I'll cock it
Respected I'm one of Gods prophets
Gotta put it down for ballaz and you don't think

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

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

Y'all better run
Fuck you got your style from I be the one
the track and I'm murderin'
I'm in the middle of killin' 'em off when the guns

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

To hype, to stop it the on cruise control
out on these niggas-bitches-ho's
Ain't takin' no titles I instantly your soul
Talkin' that to me, trigger vicious flows

Get to rippin' my clothes and start like I'm
Sniffin' up the nose, and catchin' convulsions
Till I'm trembling no start shootin' and
Knockin' mothafuckaz out like

Reminiscin' on adrenaline, oh, now you rememberin'
Overdose 'em on poisonous poetry from the to the wild y'all
Gangbagin' like Gotti, rockin' tha
Straight up shockin' body doin' it Kami Kaze style y'all

'Cause victory 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 I've got family to feed it's

'Cause it's or death nigga, better stay out the way
When my adrenaline or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed it's

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

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

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

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

Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, field marshals, and the chief
Soldiers we better take and realize
Signs of the times, by yo nine
Watch out for tha haters and yo' rhymes

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

So we can't stop the
I'm my enemy, breakin' 'em off and not givin' a fuck
And I pray to the Lord my to keep
i go to the sky

Thank you from me form a torturous life of hell
But hile I'm here I'm straight ballin' until I die
Let's better these years, feel the sweat and the tears
Organize, I'll sit back and a Philly witcha

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

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

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

'Cause it's victory or death nigga, stay out the way
When my adrenaline or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed it's

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

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