Luyện nghe bài hát Just Die

Put a hole in your
Make your run could

Put a hole in your
Nine homie
Make your blood run
You
Gon' rest eyes
You
Gon' test the

You don' with the wrong one today
And you don't want it
what you're tryin to say
Your whole phony
Talkin so much shit you need'a mutherfuckin breathe
And when I hit you with glock
You'll where your breathe went
Always quick to take the dick up out'cha to jack your jaw
Guess you're pissed ya baby bitch would take the time to me off
But like what she would be with you, du'
She it
Now you give me attitude
Bitch, eat a
Take your own advice and put the barrel in your own
Kill your handicap and your mutherfuckin brains out
Do the a favor, hoe, and try to fix a big mistake
Pull the trigger, send your to Hell for fuckin Heaven's sake

the heater on ya
Put a hole in soul
millimeter homie
Make your run could
You
rest your eyes
You
Gon' test the
the heater on ya
Put a in your soul
millimeter homie
Make blood run could
You
rest your eyes
You
Gon' test the

See me on the streets and now you holla at me we're brothers
Then you run your mouth you's a backstabbin mutherfucker
Hide behind computer screens fake names and magazines
Boy, you need'a be a man and grow some nuts to to me
Run upon you, with that (one, two; one, two)
What'chu gonna do when I (come through, you)
Peel ya fuckin cap a nine millimeter
run mutherfucker every time that I see ya
If I see ya then I wouldn't wanna be ya
Hit'cha with them
I fuckin knew it that I I saw a pussy cat
I pointed to ya when askin where the pussy at
YOU COCKSUCKIN-MUTHERFUCKER!
Check my fuckin
Pop a pills and then I'm comin to get'cha

Put a hole in your
Make blood run could
You
You
Put a in your soul
your blood run could
You
You

I'll a driveby on ya in a Coupe De Vile
And I shot to kill, you know I shot with skill
And you don't see it comin
Got the of a Sniper
Put the heat through your body, what'cha in your diaper
For real, you's a liar, like
And when you talk, it
But hoe, it your nose
It's the rage in my soul, buildin like construction
There's a tax on your ass and I'ma deductions
Take ya functions, in a new shipbag
Beg like a bitch and you ain't gonna do fag
Twelve gage, double barrel, at your teeth
Tell daddy buy a suite and make your momma buy a wreath, piece

the heater on ya
Put a hole in soul
Nine millimeter
Make your blood run
You
Gon' rest your
You
test the fire
Pull the on ya
Put a hole in your
millimeter homie
Make your blood run
You
rest your eyes
You
Gon' test the