Luyện nghe bài hát Will They Die 4 You?

1 - How many that'll die for you
How many get a quiche 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 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 on ya head, then they ride with you

Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, I'mma ride for you, you ride for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all you type of cats
Let man get struck, never strike back
in the street, seven days a week
Shit get hot, you never your heat
Stupid motherfucker play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never
than the king and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me but broke
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 this
I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you my bitch
When Puff talk, you take heed to this

1

Yo, if you to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89, watch your back
A smack 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
I'm sweet, taste me
How you really want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or your on it?
This year Cancun, guess who I'm 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, need coke, raid the
I'm knocked by the cops, come the court
And niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend a man below your belt
Me, I had, so I never go for self
Had thousand dollar with Teddy Roosevelt
Better down, tellin' you now, put the dough down
Kick your door down, surround the
you go now?
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 gotta go down
What more I say but hey, guess you niggas know now

1

[Lil'
right I'mma roll with 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 wanna try ya'll luck with
Lil' Kim spread like
You think I'm
I dare you to stick dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's
Speak when you're spoken to and only 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
Peep the CD, chromed out and out
My shit is paid for, shit is loaned out
I gets it on, keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', plus I'm bad to the
In the danger zone, I my own when the pain is gone
Like a I enter
So why should I throw my blows in
Do a bit upstate and take the for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, ride for
But it ain't too niggas that I'd die for

1