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

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

[Puff
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, ride for you, would you ride for me?
Well, I'mma die for you, you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of
Let they man get struck, strike back
Stay in the street, seven days a
Shit get hot, you never your heat
Stupid motherfucker wanna play me
So I keep 'em on his toes, way he never sleeps
Bigger than the and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me but broke
When it's on, I guarantee my team choke
Want a war, you niggas better bring yo'
And when I say we quit, believe this shit
I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm to a ho, let you meet my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggas heed to this

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Yo, if you to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89, still watch back
A nigga smack me, I'mma 'em back
If it lead to the guns, that be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, make me
Wanna send 'em heat AC
I'm sweet, taste me
How much you 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
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, the fort
I'm knocked by the cops, come the court
And niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man your belt
Me, I always had, so I never go for
Had thousand dollar bills Teddy Roosevelt
slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough down
Kick your door down, the block
Where you go
Fifty shots at you and that is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, think it was
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase go down
What more I say but hey, guess you niggas know now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' right I'mma with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches around when it's time to go to war
This shit here, to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all ya'll try ya'll luck with
Kim spread like syphilis
You think I'm
I dare you to stick your dick in
4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas
So don't 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
Peep the CD, chromed out and out
My shit is paid for, your shit is out
I gets it on, keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own when the pain is
a splinter I enter
So why should I throw my in those
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for troubles
My nigga B.I.G, ride for
But it too many niggas that I'd die for

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