Luyện nghe bài hát Die

I present the of The Cool

Well I heard like a group of
all ya enemies wanna shoot you down
They got and a bunch of Mac 11s
weapons that produce kapows

Word on the is, they all got heaters
They gon' hit you up and you ain't gon' see it
You got a lotta money, I ain't tryin' be
But say, "Where you goin'? You ain't even gon' need it"

They see you ridin' 'round, shinin' ya
Fine round diamonds pretty lady
Been on the sideline poutin', while you time poppin'
Hungry niggaz want a piece of pastry

I suggest you protect yo'
'Cause comin' for yo' head
And it's a bounty on chain
That's hangin' yo' neck, they said

I know, what you've been told in your ear
But I hear it's goin' down, gotta
(Die)
Don't know, what you told in your ear
But business goin' round, somebody
(Die)

Hit a nigga wit the mini-Mac
Clap any nigga he gettin' Gs' down here
In a meter, any nigga gettin money and my
Man, I heard Micheal Young is the near

Run up on a nigga from the wit a Mac
Gon' be strapped 'cause a finna squeeze off ten
Run up on this 'Lac, rat-ta-tat-tat
Click clack, where this nigga at? I sin

is goin' down ever I see him
Bump a out like Oxy-10
And keep a couple of dollars up in the
To pay the cops so can never box me in
(Die)

what I'm thinkin'
While ridin' around this big pistol
catch him in the wind, pray the gun don't jam
So until we meet again, nigga cool

I don't know, what been told in your ear
But I hear goin' down, somebody gotta
(Die)
know, what you been told in your ear
But goin' round, somebody gotta
(Die)

Don't pay niggaz no mind
They hatin' on you, ain't nobody witta
And plannin' on doin' a robbery, to catch a body
Creepin' in a jalopy, out there waitin' on you

I'm sittin' in a car, finna rob this nigga
Should I let the mini-Mac or the shotgun hit
I been waitin' all day, tryin' spot nigga
I can't let him get away, I'ma pop nigga, uh

Plus they know about the chopper in the trunk
The Glocks in a box and the nine on
The bulletproof glass, the in the stash
You the steerin' wheel and it pop on up

caliber stashed up in the stash box
Bulletproof windows, you break 'em wit a padlock
Ak in the trunk, where the sounds
Two twin Glock 40's and a nine and this clock

Man, we finna go up in this club, show a love
Get a few drinks, holla at girls
Snatch up a pair, leave there
Put some 'dro in the air, then go and get grub

I say we go up in club, show a lil' love
Get a few drinks, holla at some
Snatch up a pair, leave outta
Put some 'dro in the air, catch a few slugs

Ay, ay, ay, pull over right here, I take a pee
And don't go nowhere, wait for me
And if some niggaz do kill you in the next few
Just my nigga, it's a heaven for a G

Ay ay, hold right there I'll be
be right back, I gotta take a piss man hold on
Fo' sho, ay man, ay don't I'll be right back
Ay, don't leave I'll be

Hurry ass up man, damn
Coolest nigga what, nigga what
Coolest nigga what, fo' life, ay man
Aiyyo, hurry yo' ass up, man

ass nigga man, fuckin' three in the mornin'
Coolest in the world man
ain't fuckin' with me man
Nigga high, fly ass car

I run these streets
out here lookin' for me
Nigga, I wish a motherfucker
Ay nigga yo' ass up, nigga, damn

Wassup now,
Ain't too now, is you nigga?