Luyện nghe bài hát Whats Ya Life Worth?

[whispers of
[Fatal]- Yall muthafuccaz wanna die
stop all that bull shit frontin' and all talk
a real nigga will the time, to go what

one
Kadafi like the lyrical hezzy
me feet if your crucified, like you was Jesus
on the spreadin', like diseases
the Henny, who say cool lockin' the Semi
Automatic, niggas jumpin' like acrobatics, static erupts
you stuck, wit no bucket to piss in
know all you cowards miss in, heres a bitch
name glock you me, to be kissin' (I said it)
like a midnight moon, from night to afternoon(noon)
get up, like coke in a spoon(spoon)
protect your body from a ? shot, my fuckin' shooty
layin' it down, the dog Hussein, Kadafi
cuttin' ya ear to ear, fittin' niggas head gear
I'm county bound, wilin' from to tear to tear
shootin' and popluting, ya
wit crates and waste, through the fuckin' state
tryin' up in this world, 'cause it's money to make
to rest forever, you wanna do rap under ground?
so maybe six feet, will make the raps

Chorus
Whats ya life worth? more a beef
you got heat, and til scared of the streets
how you gonna make it wit ya body, lost and
wit cha soul, departin' slow, shootin' for the stars

Some times, I feel I'm a dead man walkin'
wake up and sweats, and see myself in a coffin
my life is hunted, I'm confused and
if my stop pourin', I regulate like I was born (2x)

two
What the fuck you this is? hands up everybody spread'em
the first muthafucker move, bird gotta wet'em
ain't nobody gettin' out alive, if I don't get that melt I came for
in plus a ounce and bounce
'cause, I'm on type of shit, nobody be knowin'
Hussein, anybody look to strange I'm blowin'
I got thugs, and hotties knowin'
haulin' ass, wit Daz, and bags,
and the ass of the shooty showin', the ?
I bring the to ya street, like Al Pachino and
Dinero, eliminate thirty to zero
watch me, streets is black
their's rules in the game, that's let a cop top me

Verse
Back to back, doin' niggas this
when I get pissed, the hollow point rip
Thug Life, the type to a bible
I'm a swollow clips, follow this nozle of the
so I don't miss, hesitation, not nuff retaliation
blame ya legislation, for me on probation
allagations facin' the nation, so poor I'm in the
for cold war, but I remain pateint
my sustained, station, takin'
for my rocks steady, feel ya brain shakin'
makin' a switch, from tricks to
clips to bricks, wit slow
turn in to dough hits, at slowly, folded
toted an broke click, you a light?
I'm a type, that you can dick
rock a crew, to ?
like Makaveli, crack frames like
planes, back to ?
through the of the ice, I surface like a seal
new rap without, practice, do the rap nervousness and chill
shot and I, wit you got is men I
she top droppin' did I, you got popped in the lid I
rock fight pop in ya retire, bullets scatter
through ya crewshea, devils

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