Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Die

Good evening, kidnap you for the
Something to me
Pardon how I drive, swerving, drinking frequently
Yea, dim your lighters, these ain't half as decent
No respect, and they gonna need it, walk into a breathin'
I'm hot
Been at the top, niggas just in my spot
want me to pop but my shit steamin' like a smoke shop
Love in hearts, I lost cause niggas done died, girls fall off
Gossippin' me, that's just minor talk
Stuntin' on like man... He fresh, a big timer, sick rhymer
Headliner, lock pick, I'm gone ya
Never met a bitch that Madonna
But this blonde bitch beggin' to it but I don't need no drama
Got one mama
I'm to live honest
Only can tell, what's timeless, Rolex in diamonds
When I die that casket better cost 100
Shut the fuck up, let me it, living for right now

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 play with
Play fire
We die
Run into the jungle, stay alive
True to yourself, never no liar
Thought mama told you not to play with
Play fire

a Biggie, no Pun intended
Stop pretending you fucking women's lives up, classy nigga, attendance
5 Percenters running own shit but they ain't sprinters
Got the Chevelle, yellow paint I it Kobe finish
Lil pro, swerve the curb, you fucking
Nine Chef Boyardee, boy don't get served
Don't remember half of yesterday, my whole life's a
Killers that'll for me and they don't say a fuckin' word
Words, urgently, I got the fucking urge
Ultimately too adult for you, someone the hors d'oeuvres
Buying low tops, only me and you prolly converse
Getting overlapped, or your peers 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
some motivation if I'm gonna get farther
Just keep harder

the day I die
I my girl to ride, big girl don't cry
at the top, can't get no higher
Thought mama told you not to with fire
Play with
We die
Run into the jungle, tryna alive
True to yourself, been no liar
mama told you not to play with fire
Play with

No this time of week, trying to fulfill the prophecy
as the tires screech, somebody 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 over water, it overseas
With some foreign bitches don't got ID's
Vacation, Jamaica, that was a time for me
Life of luxury, teach my royalty yeah

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