Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Die

Good evening, kidnap you for the
to please 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, into a giant breathin'
I'm hot
at the top, niggas just hide in my spot
Don't want me to pop but my shit like a smoke shop
Love in hearts, I lost cause niggas done died, girls fall off
Gossippin' bout me, that's just talk
Stuntin' on like man... He fresh, a big timer, sick rhymer
Headliner, lock pick, I'm gone ya
Never met a bitch that resemble
But this blonde bitch beggin' to it but I don't need no drama
Got one mama
I'm tryin' to live
Only can tell, what's timeless, Rolex in diamonds
When I die that casket cost 100 thou
Shut the up, let me spend it, living for right now

the day I die
I told my girl to ride, big girl 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 stay
True to yourself, never been no
Thought mama told you not to play with
with fire

Drop a Biggie, no Pun
Stop pretending you fucking women's lives up, classy nigga, perfect
5 running they own shit but they ain't 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
remember half of yesterday, my whole life's a blur
Killers that'll ride for me and they say a fuckin' word
Words, urgently, I got the fucking urge
Ultimately too adult for you, someone pass the hors
Buying low tops, only me and you prolly converse
Getting overlapped, or your peers behind, what's worse?

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

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

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

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