Luyện nghe bài hát Will They Die For You

Yeah, how many niggas die 4 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

How many that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie wit'
I talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, they ride with you
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Well, ride for you, would you ride for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all you type of cats
Let they man get struck, strike back

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

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

And when I say we won't quit, believe 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 to this

How many that'll 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, they ride with you

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

Yo, if you down to act, we came to
We beef '89, still 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
send 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, taste me, how you really want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or deal 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, raid the
I'm by the cops, come blaze the court
And though niggas die for, go on the
Disrespect and like a man below your belt

Me, I always had, so I go for self
Had thousand dollar bills with Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough
Kick your door down, the block, where you go now?

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

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

Motherfuckin' right I'ma roll with my motherfuckin'
Bitches ain't around it's time to go to war
shit here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the bitch, all ya'll wanna try ya'll luck with

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

when you're spoken to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, listen
So don't ya'll be mad at me, 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, out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, your is loaned out

I it on, money keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', plus I'm bad to the
In the zone, I hold my own
When the pain is gone, like a splinter you

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

How many niggas 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 niggas that'll die 4 you
How many get a 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 they with you

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