Luyện nghe bài hát Will They Die For You

Yeah, how many niggas die 4 you
How get a quiche like the pie wit you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then ride with you

How many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout that get high with you
know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you
(Yeah, 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 man get struck, never strike back

Stay in the street, seven days a
Shit get hot, you never blaze your
Stupid motherfucker play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never

Bigger the king and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me but broke
When it's on, I my team don't choke
Want a war, you niggas better bring yo'

And when I say we quit, believe this shit
When I about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggas take heed to

How many that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those get high with you
know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

How many that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then ride with you

Yo, if you down to act, we to scrap
We beef '89, watch your back
A nigga me, I'mma smack 'em back
If it to the guns, then that be that

And lately, niggas that snake me, make me
Wanna send 'em heat AC
Thinks I'm sweet, taste me, how you really want it?
Enough to put a on it or your deal 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 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 blaze the
And niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man below belt

Me, I always had, so I never go for
Had thousand dollar bills with Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the down
Kick your door down, the block, where you go now?

Fifty spit at you and that is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, think it was
Here's the low-down, messin' Mase gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, guess you know now?

How many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie you?
I talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, they ride with you

How niggas that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then ride with you

right I'ma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches around when it's time to go to war
This here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the same bitch, all ya'll try ya'll luck with

Lil' Kim like syphilis
You think I'm
I dare you to stick dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, ridiculous

Speak when you're spoken to and with permission
E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas listen
So don't ya'll be mad at me, 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, will dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, out and phoned out
My shit is for, your shit is loaned out

I gets it on, money growin'
Ice glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I my own
When the pain is gone, like a you enter

So why I throw my blows in those
Do a bit upstate and take the for your troubles
My B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it ain't too niggas that I'd die for

How many that'll die 4 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 ride you

How many that'll die 4 you
How many get a like the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

How many that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie wit'
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then ride with you
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