Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Or Die

Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go like this nigga
I'm hearin' these niggaz in the club, niggaz soundin' you nigga
Bitin' your motherfuckin' ad-libs, bitin' your motherfuckin' style
What the fuck goin' on

You check these motherfuckin' niggaz, mayne
Real fuck wit real and these niggaz
Ain't real out on these motherfuckin' streets nigga
Especially these ass industry niggaz mayne
Nigga we been doin' shit since ninety-five

Last time I checked I was the man on streets
They call me residue, I leave blow in these
Got flow , now I shit on niggaz, geah
Even when I'm I still shit on niggaz, let's get it

Got some Super in the Legion of Doom
blowin' purple shit that keep me high like the moon
Yeah, I'm an affiliate, I'm no
I'm a hater you, fuck my wristband

sneak this and that ain't how we play
Fuck with mind, get ya drama like the DJ, right
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR I'm holdin' got a gangsta grill
Went from old school Chevys to coupes

Got a niggaz with me and everybody gon' shoot, yeah
Try me nigga, that's your mistake
Eat your lil' ass up a chanterelle plate
The whole pie like Domino's, yes

I'm tryna stack my bacon up, I need cheese, hey
You can try dawg but it ain't easy,
Mix the with the soul, you got Young Jeezy, damn
You still wanna blow man?
Soft like Alaska, call me snowman

purp' by the pound, O's by the fifth
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth,
We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die
And these hoes love a nigga 'cause they that we the truth
Got the Chevy same color Tropicana juice, yeah
We or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die nigga

Post on the block, rain, sleet, snow,
motion, don't nothin' move but the money, geah
Trap all day, day, no lunch breaks, nope
It's dinner time but a gangsta pancakes

Rubberbands we wrap them stacks
Time to it outta town, you know Saran's the wrap, yeah
Think ahead in the K-9's get loose, geah
In the tubes the ties on my Mongoose, hey

Smoke purp' by the pound, O's by the
Re-up on the then again on the fifth, yeah
We or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die nigga
And these hoes love a nigga 'cause they know we the truth
Got the Chevy same Tropicana orange juice, yeah
We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we or die nigga

Yeah, back up in the again, where it's all good again
Ridin' slab, grippin' on the wood again
Outta line niggaz get back in place where you should've
In case you don't understand, make it understood again

King of the underground, my gangsta will fail
You 'bout to me go postal for fuckin' with my mail
You got the connect but you got the clientele
You the and niggaz know it, that shit ain't hard to tell

Rat bitch, recognize that your cheese been to sales
I'm finna break some bread with the feds? You as hell
I around the block before, sold it all from rock to blow
And I don't around when the feds in town I got to go

Respect my mind 'cause I'm a old schooler
Summer time get too hot, I wait for winter when cooler
U.G.K. for life, free the Pimp, you the deal
In P.A.T. it's trap or die and we ain't down for killed

purp' by the pound, O's by the fifth
Re-up on the first then on the fifth, yeah
We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we or die nigga
And these hoes love a nigga 'cause they know that we the
Got the same color Tropicana orange juice, yeah
We trap or die nigga, geah, oh, we trap or die