Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Ways To Die

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H to the K
A Richmond ass nigga in the Bay
Still slangin' cola out the palm trees
TRU to the game and off that Dank weed
Shoot a up in the middle of the sunset
And when you ride through the town you wear your vest
Real East Bay gangsta, the P is not a
Put the nina to a jaw and watch a nigga gank ya
See a turf thing, fools like to gangbang
Russian roullete, put the to your dome man
And if a fool live he have shit in his
Just seen the devil, taught you how to dance
Merri D whip the beat up just some dope
I put the in the chamber and watch that ass get smoked

99 ways to die, of the fittest
one way to stay alive
99 ways to die, of the fittest
one way to stay alive
99 to die, survival of the fittest
Only one way to stay

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Head for the 94, P got that deuce
better run, gon' like psycho ready to bust a few
23rd street, I'm in the cut
Southside of the Rich, TRU don't a fuck
Caught a slippin', tryin' to slang them Coca leaves
Mark's gettin' smoked in my like some Dank weed
My homie Rich got the shotgun ready to bust a cap
Duct tape around your motherfucker did you ???
Ain't trippin', caught that ass slippin'
Dumpin' in your back like young Scottie Pippen
Niggas in the truck, automatics
5 g's ready to roll up on your ass from some
Fry that ass like Wendy's, they fry fuckin' burgers
done drippin' in blood cause that's the way I serve ya
No lettuce or tomato, straight lead
When people clip three bullets to your head

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Blood from my nose, I'm in a cold sweat
I done smoked this fool, can't sleep I need a
O.G. but it's for me to put in work
I mean cock the trigger, time to do my own
King the window, I toss and turn in my sleep
Silkk hand on the pump, I hear the fuckin'
my time to come, i'm going out like Kadafi
Jumped out the ain't nobody gonna stop me
have fuckin' blood on my hands from the torture
??? with the motherfucker I thought ya
Cause slaughter in the dope game
Have you held the hands of a dead man
It's serious G , I can't sleep
And I'm gone on that Indo
You stay strapped
no time to blank
Niggas in my hood left with they corpses' stank
Black-on-black crimes it's all about the
The fed dope to my hood to make us kill again
Fake D.A., on my fuckin' case
Just the ??? man, fuck the yellow tape
I'm out on 50 g's and real
And the sucka that snitched on the P, got his cap