Luyện nghe bài hát Will They Die 4 You? - Lil' Kim

Yeah, how many that'll die for you
How many get the keys to ***
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get with you
Niggaz know, infrareds on ya head and ride with you

One: Puff Daddy

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
While I'ma for you, would you ride for me?
While I'ma die for you, you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of
Let they man get struck, strike back
Stay in the streets, days a week
Shit get hot, you never glaze heat
motherfucker wanna play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never
*** the king and the Pope, sling no dope
me anything but broke
When it's on, I my team don't choke
Wanna war, you niggaz bring yo 4
And when I say we quit, believe this shit
I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a hoe, let you meet my
When talk, you niggaz take *** of this

Verse Mase

Yo, if you down to act, we can to
We beef '89, still your back
A nigga smack me, I'ma smack 'em
If it lead to the guns, then that be
And lately, niggaz that snake me, just me
send 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How much you want it?
to put a mil on it or your deal on it?
This Cancoon gets on gone with
My own niggaz, 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, ***, raid the
I'm knocked by the cops, come the court
And though ***
***
a ***
Me, I always have, so I never go for
Had thousand dollar with Teddy Roosevelt
slow down, tellin' you now, ***
Kick your down, surround the block
you go now?
Fifty shots spit at you and is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, think it was found
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go
What more could I say but hey, you niggaz know now

Verse Lil' Kim

Motherfuckin' right I'ma roll my motherfuckin' dogs
Cause bitches ain't when it's time to go to war
This shit here, nothing to with
I'm the bitch all y'all wanna try y'all luck with
Little Kim like syphilis
You think I'm
I dare you to your dick in this
Chrome 44, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, rediculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only with
Like E.F. Hudden, I talk, niggaz listen
So don't y'all be mad at me, I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E
Popped my CD, now all wanna be me
See me on the TV, ***
the steedy, chromed out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, your shit is out
I keeps it on, money growin'
Ice glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the zone, I hold my own when the pain is gone
a splinter ya enter
So why should I throw my and ***
Do a bid upstate and take the for your troubles
My nigga BIG, ride for
But it ain't to many niggaz I'd die for