Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Die

[Bridge: K
All my niggas get reckless, I got your on my necklace
She keep calling for seconds, between her legs is a
Might just fly out to Texas and it up just like Tetris
Spare my heart in sessions, I let her go learn my lesson

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for every color of the
Fuck all that going back and with a dirty bitch
I shoot that hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' with [and dick it down?]
Countin' money blowin' in the back (in the back)
K, two or three in the sack (in the sack)
And all we know is double up and fly (stay fly)
And run that check up, be a hustler I die (till I die)

[Verse 1: K
Okay now bang, bang, [?], only thing a young nigga
ain't tryna get racks, they rather sit on their ass
Nigga what the fuck is
Nigga that's some [?] side note I a mill
P code to kill, introduce you to the real
Remember them nights I was dead ass broke, while I still had a on my mind
Still had dreams I would get it, had dreams I would win ain't never waste no time
This trap music, urban legend
Bitch I'm a legend, carry 'round a Smith N Wesson
a nigga wanna test it
Fuck it man, motivate all my niggas, I'ma stack this shit up my team
Went from rag to riches now I keep them in my jeans
Drag racin' on treaties, that's some shit that you'd never see
Now I'm here with the

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for color of the rainbow
all that going back and forth with a dirty bitch
I shoot that hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' dirty [and dick it down?]
Countin' money blowin' weed in the (in the back)
Hundred K, two or three in the
And all we know is up and stay fly
And run that check up, be a hustler I die

2: T.I.]
Hold up, it what it look
I got girl with a girl like a [?]
Going, hard, on a all
And I give it back to ya nigga I don't like her
Did shit or 1-2-3, 911 in emergency
If I swerve [?] ho check it
for some trouble well your ass gonna get it
Never hesitate and a time my peasant
Pussy nigga did respect my presence
Fully automatic [?] it
Peel it, peel it, it, peel it, pew your bed gone nigga
We're puttin' on nigga, got scrilla
Got a bad bitch with no thong em
And she walkin' out King Kong hit her
So good her running back
She said she gave it all to the nigga, he made a mill I made a double that
The nigga had her eating double
I [?] stack
She right, get another rack
Crib with a hella pad, full of fine hella bad
Ran out of cab nigga add

T.I.]
And know we all 'bout the
But got a car for color of the rainbow
Look at all the back and forth with a dirty bitch
I shoot hoe with the .44 I'm ridin' dirty with [and dick it down?]
money blowin' weed in the back (in the back)
Hundred K, two or in the sack (in the sack)
And all we know is up and stay fly (stay fly)
And run that check up, be a till I die (till I die)