Luyện nghe bài hát Will They Die For You

Yeah, how many that'll die 4 you
How get a quiche like the pie wit you?
I talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

How niggas that'll 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, I'mma ride for you, would you for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you of cats
Let man get struck, never strike back

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

Bigger the king and the Pope, sling no dope
me anything 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 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
Puff talk, you niggas take heed to this

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

How many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie wit'
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 to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89, still watch back
A nigga smack me, I'mma 'em back
If it to the guns, then that be that

And lately, that snake me, just make me
Wanna send 'em 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
Make my own chips, I my own 6
I my own shit, like I'm on my own dick

My day be short, coke, raid the fort
I'm knocked by the cops, blaze the court
And though die for, go on the shelf
and spend like a man below your belt

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

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 gotta go down
What more I say but hey, guess you niggas know now?

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

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

Lil' Kim spread like
You I'm pussy?
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, 'cuz 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 for, your 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 is gone, like a splinter you enter

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

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

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