Luyện nghe bài hát Will they die 4 you?

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

How niggas that'll die for you
How many get a quiche the pie, wit you
I talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride you

[Puff
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, ride 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, strike back
in the street, seven days a week
Shit get hot, you never blaze your
Stupid motherfucker play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, way he never sleeps
Bigger than the and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me anything but
When it's on, I guarantee my don't choke
Want a war, you niggas better yo' force
And when I say we won't quit, this shit
When I about a Benz, let you see the 6
And I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggas heed to this

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Yo, if you down to act, we came to
We '89, still watch your back
A nigga smack me, I'mma smack 'em
If it lead to the guns, then that be
And lately, that snake me, just make me
Wanna send 'em heat AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How much you really 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 my own shit, like 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 your belt
Me, I always had, so I go for self
Had thousand bills with Teddy Roosevelt
slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough down
Kick your door down, the block
Where you go
Fifty shots spit at you and that is not a round
Way I the furniture, think it was co-found
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go
more could I say but hey, guess you niggas know now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' right I'mma roll my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't when 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 think I'm
I dare you to your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous
when you're spoken to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, listen
So ya'll 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, will dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, shit is loaned out
I gets it on, keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I my own when the pain is gone
a splinter I enter
So why I throw my blows in those
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for your
My nigga B.I.G, I'mma for
But it ain't too many niggas I'd die for

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