Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Die

Thug shit,
G's in the
Hey, can I say?
(Geah)
Hoo-Bangin's official,
And right now we gon' do some of that thug shit for ass
(Killa)
Geah, that's me wanna do some of that evil shit
(West Side!)
it out

Feel a gust of wind so I jet
real nigga dwells from Compton, no shit
Thugs town, now car jacks and sales
County bus rolls through niggas trips to

What the won't trade it, high class can't fade it
Out of town trips with pigeons is how we it
Y'all niggas hate to get a and rocks
Land of the weed and cars that [unverified] hops

stop, packin' my heat and Beretta
Guarantee my hollows goes tough your leather
Whenever the rhyme or the 9 play
(Ping, ping!)
a done deal when I hit you run way

Y'all niggas must be gay, and shakin'
How bitch greed shakin' up money, we keep mention
Never fakin' the funk, punk, I the trunk
4-5 hittin' yo' body, takin' a big chunk,

Till I die nothin' but makin'
I die tryin' to come up on ki's
Till I die nothin' but and weed
Till I die givin' you just you need

Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Steel is my reputation, get peeled
Front line nigga for is my nigga
But I'm kinda fast when spit the 9 triggers

Till my dying day I lay
Till my very last breath, nigga, I to make you pay
conscience? Never me!
Last night nigga done a felony

Jealousy try to approach, wanna
provoke through gun smoke, watch out, loc!
Shake down 'cause niggas fuckin' with yours
Get in where you fit in even if it's a back

Or the window, tie up the ho', where's the
Trying to me you popped, you're booked, I want more
Lock down for me on the bus
Now my outlook is a clown, geah

Till I die nothin' but makin'
I die tryin' to come up on ki's
Till I die nothin' but guns and
Till I die givin' you just what you need

I die is gon' be H double O
B A N G I N fo'
Niggas thought that they would ever see me
my eh blue rag buddy from the C P T

We be kickin' in do's, sweevin'
Shovin' 30 clips in a fully 1-0's
So as the clock tickin' and the thickens
We be up Sherman and rockin' up chicken
(What you need, nigga?)

Time to the game and turn it up a notch
And on the muthafuckin' neighborhood watch
My money greener than a clover in a 4-6
I be a millionaire thuggin until all over

I take a ice 40 of Cristal and what they servin'
Me and a hoe in a 6-4 blowin' doja while we swervin'
that off the hood, greed and determination in my eye, nigga
Be my piece of the pie, nigga, so I until I die,nigga

I die nothin' but makin' cheese
Till I die tryin' to come up on
I die nothin' but guns and weed
Till I die givin' you just what you [unverified]