Luyện nghe bài hát Die like a G

(Intro)
They say you by it, die by it
The of a G

(Hook)
If my is anything like my life
Ima die like a G
Throw hammers up in the sky just for me
I dont in the Stuy, the Stuy live in me
what! Hit you up with the Mack
Nigga what! You aint with Pap
shots at me, Im bustin em back
So I ride around the town the gun in my lap

(Verse 1)
Ayo my is my life, my word is my bond
You pull the 2-5, Ima the FoFo long
cant stop my reign, my buzz too strong
I was here when you came, Ill be here when you
Keep talkin you tough when youre singin ya song
I blow ya head off, make the sow it back on
Niggas beef in the night, and slip in the dawn
why the most bodies get dropped in the early morn
When the gets scooped up and shipped to the morgue
The go in the crib and pillow talk to his girl
Baby mom say she gon him where he belong
Call the cops what happens when the woman is scorned
At the end of most arguments get warned
Always gotta be right, just when you wrong
Say you gon ride through the and blow your chromes
But you just bop the hood and blow your horn

(Hook)
If my death is anything like my
Then Ima die a G
your hammers up in the sky just for me
I dont live in the Stuy, the Stuy in me
Nigga what! Hit you up the Mack
what! You aint fuckin with Pap
Sendin shots at me, Im bustin em
So I around the town with the gun in my lap

(Verse 2)
Feel Im Tarzan, aw man, my girl Jane
My homies wild like the we all bang
Lookin for this coward he owe me some small change
Heard he in the spot,
How you gon gamble while you owe me
I ran up in the card game with long thing
Im puttin dots on they heads they playing poker
I aint playin yall lames,
Man I gave them niggas polka dots like
they killers, man when they gon start killin
When blood starts spillin yall start yall chillin
Let them outta town catch yall slippin
work on the block, took food outta yall kitchen
Flossed in ya parties, sexed all of yall
You runnin round talkin bout you got no hard feelings
You got no hard feelings cause youre really a broad
This nigga soft, I feel him if his feelings aint hard

(Hook)
If my is anything like my life
Ima die like a G
Throw your up in the sky just for me
I live in the Stuy, the Stuy live in me
Nigga what! Hit you up with the
Nigga what! You fuckin with Pap
Sendin shots at me, Im bustin em
So I ride the town with the gun in my lap

(Verse 3)
Cause snatch you sharks out the ocean, and you die
Take you guppies out the fish and let you dry
Kill you at the blink of an eye
But I aint thinkin bout you I got some bigger to fry
Cause when a nigga live the thug and somebody hit em
The always wanna blame the person who with em
So if you was with your and yall got hit up
And he aint make it and you it then you better grip up
Now its more homicide, more
Cause all they really wanna is why you aint dead
A nigga follow my whip I aint gon and shout
Ima em to his death, thats what Im about
Call my homie on the cell, you chillin no
These niggas followin the whip, they must think Im a
Ima ride the block, by the club house
When you see the car behind me, air shit out

(Hook)
If my death is anything like my
Then Ima die a G
your hammers up in the sky just for me
I dont live in the Stuy, the live in me
what! Hit you up with the Mack
Nigga what! You fuckin with Pap
Sendin at me, Im bustin em back
So I around the town with the gun in my lap