Luyện nghe bài hát Will they die 4 you?

1 - How many that'll die for you
How get a quiche like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

How many niggas die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then ride with you

[Puff
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, I'mma ride for you, would you for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all you type of cats
Let they man get struck, never back
Stay in the street, seven days a
get hot, you never blaze your heat
Stupid motherfucker wanna me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he sleeps
Bigger than the king and the Pope, no dope
Call me anything but
When it's on, I guarantee my don't choke
Want a war, you better bring yo' force
And I say we won't quit, believe this shit
When I talk a Benz, let you see the 6
And I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my bitch
When talk, you niggas take heed to this

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Yo, if you down to act, we came to
We beef '89, watch your back
A smack me, I'mma smack 'em back
If it to the guns, then that be that
And lately, that snake me, just make me
Wanna send 'em heat AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How much you want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or your on it?
This year Cancun, who I'm going wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
my own chips, I copped my own 6
I knock my own shit, I'm on my own dick
My day be short, need coke, raid the
I'm by the cops, come blaze the court
And niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man below belt
Me, I always had, so I go for self
Had thousand dollar with Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough
Kick your door down, the block
Where you go
Fifty shots spit at you and is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, it was co-found
the low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go down
What could I say but hey, guess you niggas know now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' I'mma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around it's time to go to war
This here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all ya'll wanna try ya'll luck
Lil' Kim like syphilis
You I'm pussy?
I dare you to stick your in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, ridiculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only with
Like E.F. Hutton, I talk, niggas listen
So ya'll be mad at me, 'cause I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E
Copped my CD, now all ya'll be me
See me on the TV, beds dip in 3-D
the CD, chromed out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, shit is loaned out
I gets it on, keep growin'
Ice glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the zone, I hold my own when the pain is gone
Like a splinter I
So why should I my blows in those
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for your
My B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it ain't too many that I'd die for

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