Luyện nghe bài hát We All Die Someday

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

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

Niggas know what I'm 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 gonna you
It's too real out here to be
A nigga gonna do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you fear
It considered a crime unless they catch you
We all die one day (Obie go!)

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

Niggas what I'm about out here
I don't 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 gonna do whatever he has to
A man is the thing you should fear
It ain't a crime unless they catch you
We all die one day (Obie go!)

We bring it to anybody 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 shoes will explode, 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 like
Ski and gloves Consider this as a warning
comes faster than you can react to it, just ask Muggs
But we are fizast, your little bitch ass up
We are not killers my vato will have you shot
through the barrio and fucked like Kim Osario
Little 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 to make my fuckin "P.O." choke
I'm an OG you with a GI Joe
Bia Bia, mia meo a loco
I'm a psycho, Mariah ain't got on me
When I retire I'll be spitting baby 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 blade in you a fucking pin cushion
Slice your ear clear off, and indo
I'll show you how to a fucking man like Sen Dog
told 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 each one for free so up
I pee in a cup for three months I'm an E party for Easter, please come squeeze guns

We bring it to anybody who want it
You want it? you get it
You name 'em, we gon' hit em, 'em up and spit em out
Too much and if you role with 'em
We fuck you up with 'em
You can do all them push ups to up your chest
I got a 12 gauge Mossberg to pump up your
Have you gasping for air after that hit your vest
Fear me like you fear God cause I death
gorilla in the concrete jungle
I'm the around you know how I get down
I watch flicks and root for the bad guy
And turn it off before the end the bad guy die
If you trying to buy guns, I'm the nigga to to
So what they got on 'em, they still look new
You can raise your voice like you fiendin' to touch
When I raise my knife, shit, I'm to cut something
See I like Ron O'Neil and talk like Goldie
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 don't my own horn 'cause 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 to be scared
A real nigga do whatever he has to
A man is the thing you should fear
It considered a crime unless they catch you
We all die one day (Obie go!)