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' 'bout those that get high you
know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

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

Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, I'mma for you, would you ride for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of
Let they man get struck, never strike
Stay in the street, seven days a
Shit get hot, you never blaze heat
Stupid motherfucker play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he sleeps
than the king and the Pope, sling 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 when I say we won't quit, believe shit
I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm to a ho, let you meet my bitch
Puff talk, you niggas take heed to this

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

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[Lil'
right 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 with
Kim spread like syphilis
You I'm pussy?
I dare you to your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, ridiculous
Speak when you're to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, I talk, niggas listen
So don't be mad at me, 'cause I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E
my CD, now all ya'll wanna be me
See me on the TV, beds dip in 3-D
the CD, chromed out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, your shit is out
I it on, money keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own the pain is gone
Like a splinter I
So why should I throw my blows in
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for your
My B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it too many niggas that I'd die for

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