Luyện nghe bài hát Victory Or Death

2000, no mothafuckin' mercy for the new
It's Victory or Death, I'm tha Twista in bitch
talkin' 'bout styles and shit
And who bit what and who made what, nigga fuck all y'all
I'm set this shit off like this here

Chi towns Mob Gothic
Hard knock it give me tha mothafuckin' ammunition cock it
Respected like I'm one of prophets
Gotta put it for legit ballaz and you don't think

That I'll rock it annihilate that
'Cause a lamb I was sacrificed
For verbal murder religion imprisoned by my hunger to succeed
By the I be driven

No shakin', no shiverin', get shit to bleed
Reciting street literature, shall I tha creed
Now who them talkin' 'bout bitin'
Go get me the pump-out of my trunk-I'm buss

better run punk
Fuck where you got your style I be the one
Rippin' the and I'm murderin'
I'm in the middle of killin' 'em off the guns dump

With a young two to the brain don't even harm me
You're fuckin' party, you wont even startle
You're the harder crew of giants
mothafuckaz like you to microscopic particles

To hype, to it the modules on cruise control
Ride out on niggas-bitches-ho's
Ain't takin' no titles I instantly bruise soul
Talkin' that shit to me, trigger flows

Get to rippin' my and start snappin' like I'm
Sniffin' shit up the nose, and convulsions
Till I'm trembling no surrendering start and
Knockin' out like Benalyn

on that adrenaline, oh, now you rememberin'
Overdose 'em on poisonous poetry from the to the wild y'all
Gangbagin' Gotti, rockin' tha party
Straight up your body doin' it Kami Kaze style y'all

'Cause it's victory or death nigga, stay out the way
When my pumpin' or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
Ain't no me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed it's

'Cause victory or death nigga, better stay out the way
When my pumpin' or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
Ain't no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed

I would die before I can't prosper I'm a mobsta
Won't stop ballin', because meant to be,
It's or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone

I would rather die before I can't I'm a mobsta
Won't ballin', because it's meant to be,
victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone

To all the and the lords
The bloods and the crips and every ward let's
You go for what you know
If it's get low

When you get to the let it flow
these niggaz know in the door
Make a mothafucka bleed for you need
'Cause the gotta eat in the last days it's hatred and greed

Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, marshals, elites and the chief
Soldiers we better heed and realize
Signs of the times, by yo nine
out for tha haters and write yo' rhymes

But the industry is set up to fuck you so you better be on the
Don't be one of the blind gotta stay
And put in work time is almost up
Twistas, hurricanes, and erupt

So we stop the struggle
I'm killin' my enemy, 'em off and not givin' a fuck
And I pray to the Lord my soul to
i go to the sky

Thank you from savin' me form a torturous life of
But hile I'm here I'm straight legit until I die
Let's better these years, feel the sweat and the tears
Organize, I'll sit back and smoke a Philly

Never of my peers, I only got federal fears
And I'm known to put it for my city nigga
And when we get of this indo
Hydroponics and chronic lock up ya doors and tha

Better go and call up kinfolks
'Cause the that's down with this mob
Will murder when the blow
Don't know you info

We terror in this apocalyptic era
Of we headin' in
And the way we can survive is if we come hard
And to be gods instead of men

'Cause it's victory or death nigga, stay out the way
my adrenaline pumpin' or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed it's

'Cause it's or death nigga, better stay out the way
When my adrenaline or you can get a
(Click-clock-blast)
Die die
Ain't no makin' me 'cause I've got family to feed it's

I would rather die before I can't prosper I'm a
Won't stop ballin', because it's to be,
victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone

I would rather die I can't prosper I'm a mobsta
Won't stop ballin', because meant to be,
It's victory or death I gotta hustle I'm gone