Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Drop

those are never gonna rap again
yeah, we go all you mother fuckers back
it aint over its over man
revenge is like a mother fucker, it?

Ninelives.

[Deuce]:
Love me or hate me but I stoppin till Im on top.
Im screamin the world like Tupac.
Say my and you might get shot.
Its Ninelives mutha fucka I drop.
the guns go off they pop.
We leave body outlined in chalk.
If you talk you better to walk the walk,
cause its Ninelives fucka till I drop.

[Veze
they call me bigante
ok im
sticks let the spray
that flake got me loaded
catch a standin'
until your up and open
daddy bring the out
leave the oven open?
bitch who you
we be hotter than a sun
so fuckin fly i don't need a run way
full of kush
i be steamin my lungs cave
gotta, get paid
now someday
blocks of the
and a full of H (aye)
stay more choppers
than the fuckin HAs
true call up deuce like dude it do
pops for the loot
aint no tellin what do
I aim and shoot
HU I see you
no ICU in the that save you
I be all the paper
baggin up the
on my shit
da brick a taper

(Deuce(Ninelives))
[Deuce]:

You can love me or hate me, I give a fuck.
What you tryin a me? Either way either you on my nuts, but
whateva you wont stop this supa star,
this world is mine to rape, fuck it like groupie broads.
Use a extra-large but Id ooh rather do it raw,
pussy rappin faggots sissy bastards really turn me on...
and Im gonna stick it to em, man my dick is hard,
fuck em all and Im a it while I do it like its my job.
If it is I stick my up in this biz to get it off,
while Im ticklin the clitoris by it in soft,
to trick em like Im fickle and its possible Im fluff,
but my dick is to switch the brick and give it to em rough.
Im a sick and son of a bitch, no disrespect to mom,
but she gave birth to a kid way than Dahmer, bin Laden, or Saddam.
Persistent Im a killer ready to uni-bomb.
Gadget, if faggots want static tell they asses to it on.

(Deuce(Ninelives))
[Deuce]:

I spew hate in every I spit,
Im tearin it down, you built.
I already my niche, snitches
aint never gonna me, this is it.
I can hear my bitch,
knows Im on fire, shit,
its the reason why these kids buy this.
no more Undead, its Ninelives,
this punk-ass better go or retire, with his mama
cause its already to to stop what I did.
It hurts when I rip mic up, slap you upside
and call you my if you cant play the game fucker
stand outside it.
You aint gonna have no fame again,
both you and boyfriend in bed.
at these faggots, how I beat them with
just the of a pen.
I a smacked you hard but I tapped you bitch
and wrote this song instead, like I said in of a snitch,
we are not friends.
I almost flew over the nest, I had to get shit off my chest,
you tried to push my ass off the edge, but I got homey,
I dead.

[Deuce]: