Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Die

Good evening, you for the weekend
Something to me
how I drive, swerving, drinking Hennessy frequently
Yea, dim lighters, these niggas ain't half as decent
No respect, and they gonna it, walk into a giant breathin'
I'm hot
Been at the top, niggas hide in my spot
want me to pop but my shit steamin' like a smoke shop
Love in hearts, I lost niggas done died, then girls fall off
bout me, that's just minor talk
Stuntin' on niggas like man... He fresh, a big timer, sick
Headliner, pick, I'm gone find ya
met a bitch that resemble Madonna
But this blonde bitch beggin' to kick it but I need no drama
Got one baby
I'm tryin' to live
Only time can tell, timeless, Rolex in diamonds
When I die that casket better 100 thou
Shut the fuck up, let me spend it, living for now

the day I die
I told my girl to ride, big girl cry
Floating at the top, can't get no
Thought mama you not to play with fire
Play fire
We die
Run into the jungle, stay alive
to yourself, never been no liar
Thought mama told you not to play fire
Play fire

a Biggie, no Pun intended
Stop pretending you fucking women's lives up, nigga, perfect attendance
5 Percenters running they own shit but they sprinters
Got the Chevelle, yellow paint I call it finish
Lil pro, swerve the curb, you nerds
Nine Mili Chef Boyardee, boy don't get
Don't remember of yesterday, my whole life's a blur
Killers that'll ride for me and they don't say a fuckin'
Words, splurging urgently, I got the urge
Ultimately too for you, someone pass the hors d'oeuvres
Buying low tops, only me and you prolly converse
Getting overlapped, or leaving your behind, what's worse?

the day I die
Prayin' over my shoulder, me my God
I times is hard but can't get no harder
Need some motivation if I'm get farther
Just keep going

the day I die
I told my to ride, big girl don't cry
Floating at the top, get no higher
Thought mama told you not to with fire
with fire
We die
Run into the jungle, tryna stay
True to yourself, never been no
Thought mama you not to play with fire
with fire

No privacy time of week, trying to fulfill the prophecy
Ducking as the tires screech, die right next to me
The block'll see, most of them not in my favour, they favour me
Light up your house, was Christmas Eve
Dump you out water, call it overseas
With some foreign bitches don't got ID's
Vacation, Jamaica, that was a good for me
Life of luxury, teach my kids yeah

the day I die
I told my to ride, big girl don't cry
at the top, can't get no higher
Thought mama told you not to play with
Play fire
We die
Run into the jungle, tryna stay
to yourself, never been no liar
Thought told you not to play with fire
with fire