Luyện nghe bài hát Mob Niggas Don't Die

Gang bangin' ain't go' never die, as
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin' forever
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz you down 'til they get you
Multiple slugz found in your tissue whatever it is you should've it

When them niggaz you not to come around here
And you was found here, your is now near
I'm 'bout to put a bullet in his gut, him at the stop sign
And dump em' in his

Now let's play a game of find and search while your mamma
In church, I'll be for work, I'ma go right on
'Cause your life's gone, nigga there is no replacement
And you got your hid in the basement, I got it, Gothic

Go for the endo, smokin' hydro-ponic chronic
Blow out the like entity injuries upon my body
Don't help up the scar, so baby don't cry
mob niggaz don't die

Mob niggaz ain't go' die
We in the lot, callin' shots, dope fiends forever high
Forever fire get lit wit' the eye
Twenty split, gun the bitch, her dead I

Man I put block on four
Hit K and come back wit' a bus load
Full of niggas that's down and dirty, thirty
Minutes it gets muddy

But I'ma through the murky water
Hold it down like a carter, live long a godfather
Volvo's, fuck tight hoes
Live a life many and fight for

And campaign in rap game, 'cause ain't nothing out
Here in these
Streets man and that's comin' from a you know who chose
To be legit and rip foes

Mob niggas, cause drama, till hot, get shot, see the dot
Same day on the block, set up shop
Hat throw thuggin', throwin' up, fo's and forks, up
out I ain't gon' never die

Mob niggas, cause drama, it's hot, get shot, see the dot
Same day back on the block, set up
Hat throw thuggin', throwin' up, and forks, strapped up
Screamin' out I gon' never die

We can be shot at, and bruised
Bloody and left out in the
But real niggaz never fall, if I'm a years old
I'm still gonna murder you mob niggaz don't die

We can be at, battered and bruised
Bloody and left out in the
But real niggaz never fall, if I'm a hundred old
I'm still gonna you 'cause mob niggaz don't die

We release no doubt close are eyes and open fire
Mash and bang on niggaz let hot boys fly
You can tell a maniac got a in his eye, card green, two
and a throw away knife

My is thorough composition, competition is minimum blocks
We bendin' them shots, we're sendin' them at the
Hit them put venom in them, up him in his jeans
And watch the white shirt study the scene, I

Gang bangin' go' never cease
As long as there's streets, police and heat, dope rocks and
Chronic, stomachs and mouths to feed
Who want it niggaz off the deed, the K we spray round

So stay down, this ain't no play ground here
You could get found here
Shot up, and bruised, headline of the news
The chosen, the few, mob niggaz die fool

Mob niggas, drama, till it's hot, get shot, see the dot
day back on the block, set up shop
Hat thuggin', throwin' up, fo's and forks, strapped up
Screamin' out I gon' never die

Mob niggas, cause drama, till hot, get shot, see the dot
Same day on the block, set up shop
Hat thuggin', throwin' up, fo's and forks, strapped up
Screamin' out I ain't gon' die

We can be shot at, battered and
Bloody and out in the cold
But real never fall, if I'm a hundred years old
I'm gonna murder you 'cause mob niggaz don't die

We can be at, battered and bruised
Bloody and left out in the
But real niggaz fall, if I'm a hundred years old
I'm still gonna murder you 'cause mob don't die

Hey, my papa me, boy if, you wanna be a G
You gots, to flip them keys and avoid, federalizes
'Cause they, be on that ass, to blast fast
Nigga fuck ask they it, an' I'm shakin' off

Charges like
Hot stepping out the in gators, true playaz
No the business, no case without a
It's senseless to resist this, hostile over

To to pray to Jehovah, death closer, I lit him up like a toaster
Then put my shit back in my
Blood crumbled on the
I a foe like a nigga was supposed ta

Shit, was wit' the bogus bird, I don't it
I can tell when I rub my across it it got sumthin' on it
Fuck it if you niggaz wanna get killed a chick in the coat
'Cause you can die wit' the in the throat, hittin' the dro'

Back on the block servin' the murder packin'
For work 'cause lucky popo's ain't havin' 'em nervous
Think I was in, family show up, an' the enemy
They lay, got it locked wit ten rolls, if they spray, it

I'ma back in the buck n'bloody fractures on my body
Bustin' out on the public, bringin' the
Screamin', die motherfuckers
on how them hoes put the nigga on crutches

Smokin' on dutches, fifty sack in my
Ballin' no flows go, askin' how the mob's so strong
I belong to the breathin' niggaz wanna take over after pop
Label me the verbal aftershock, I'ma die