Luyện nghe bài hát We All Die One Day

Niggas know what I'm out here
I don't toot my own horn I don't have to
You can run mouth, I don't care
But if you get too close, I'm clap you
It's too real out here to be
A real gonna do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should
It ain't considered a unless they catch you
We all die one day (Obie go!)

when I step up in the bar, faggots wanna look
Like you got Obie Trice shook
I'm gonna stand here as a man and
Let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper
I got issues, got no time, got guns that niggaz' moms
up clubs and destroy niggaz' vibes
Everybody running for their motherfucking
Tough club niggaz, we leave early, cock surely
Open up your fade, your grey brain motor city pave
nervous system still twitch off Jay Z
Ho's in skirts get mirked
ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt
Don't let a nigga tell you play the bar hard
Trust in "God"? It's 'cause you're about to catch a bullet
I give a where you from, who you be with
this a secret, right by the nuts
A 4-5 that'll light niggaz up and this 4-5 make me not give a fuck

know what I'm about out here
I don't toot my own horn I don't have to
You can run your mouth, I don't
But if you get too close, I'm clap you
It's too real out here to be
A nigga gonna do whatever he has to
A man is the last you should fear
It considered a crime unless they catch you
We all die one day (Obie go!)

But as long as I'm here, I'm grab checks
And make my cash stretch longer giraffe necks
Poverty will make your ass bet on
Touch niggaz in make them wanna finish their last set
They say you live by the gun and die by the nigga gun
If that's the case, then get a one
You don't think I'm packed to pump cause I'm out of the
a stereotype like everyone that's black can jump
I'm in a white mink, the is done
Cop like Mike, Larry, Magic and them
Out in Dallas in a palace the Mavericks is from
Living lavish, I'm established, so the come
I'm the clouds, you don't see me in the
I first class, you ain't even got a TV on your plane
You should be easy on my name, cause I ain't back and forth
Your boss and captain's soft (Bitch)

know what I'm about out here
I don't toot my own horn I don't have to
You can run mouth, I don't care
But if you get too close, I'm clap you
too real out here to be scared
A nigga gonna do whatever he has to
A man is the thing you should fear
It ain't considered a crime unless catch you
We all die one day (Obie go!)

We gonna bring it to who want it
You it? you gon' get it
Name 'em we hit em, chew em up and spit em out

Too venom, and if you roll with 'em
We fuck you up with 'em
I got too much momentum moving in my to lose
My will explode, soon as you go to step in 'em (BOOM)
You know how we do it, when we do, how we do it, we come through
G-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie, we all move assassins
Ski and gloves Consider this as a warning
Disaster comes than you can react to it, just ask Muggs
But we are fizast, fuck your little ass up
We are not killers my vato have you shot though
Drag through the and fucked like Kim Osario
sorry hoe ass, go ask be Real
We burn covers like fuckin' Cypress Hill
Did in the 90s, when you was in still
Records, "you better believe the hype is real"
This is no joke, I don't
But I toke enough second hand to make my "P.O." choke
I'm an OG you fuckin a GI Joe
Bia Bia, mia meo a Vida
I'm a psycho, ain't got shit on me
When I retire I'll be spitting food on people
At San Ysidro Ranch, up next to her
Hello Kitty slippers on, humping her legs
You ever had your cap peeled back, or your shit in?
I put my in you like a fucking pin cushion
Slice your ear off, Smirnoff and indo
show you how to kill a fucking man like Sen Dog
Nobody you that I'm loco, esse?
I every sane chemical in my membrane
I'm Sha "D" in the "Dy" is for "deez nuts"
And you can get one for free so feast up
I pee in a cup for three months I'm having an E party for Easter, come squeeze guns

We gonna bring it to who want it
You it? you gon' get it
You 'em, we gon' hit em, chew 'em up and spit em out
Too venom and if you role with 'em
We fuck you up with 'em
You can do all push ups to pump up your chest
I got a 12 gauge Mossberg to pump up your
you gasping for air after that shell hit your vest
Fear me like you God cause I bring death
Silverback in the concrete jungle
I'm the around you know how I get down
I gangster flicks and root for the bad guy
And turn it off the end cause the bad guy die
If you to buy guns, I'm the nigga to look to
So what they got bodies on 'em, they still new
You can raise your voice like you to touch something
When I my knife, shit, I'm fiendin' to cut something
See I walk like Ron O'Neil and talk like
If the bitch think I her, then the bitch don't know me
(50 Cent Ha-ha, Kim, ha-ha)
(Eminem oh, oh)

Niggas what I'm about out here
I toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to
You can run your mouth, I don't
But if you get too close, I'm clap you
It's too real out here to be
A real nigga do whatever he has to
A man is the thing you should fear
It ain't considered a crime unless they you
We all die one day (Obie go!)