Luyện nghe bài hát Will they die 4 you?

1 - How many niggas die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride you

How many niggas die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, they ride with you

[Puff
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, I'mma for you, would you ride for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you of cats
Let they man get struck, never strike
Stay in the street, days a week
Shit get hot, you never blaze your
Stupid wanna play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he sleeps
than the king and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me but broke
When it's on, I guarantee my team choke
Want a war, you better bring yo' force
And when I say we won't quit, believe shit
When I about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my
When Puff talk, you take heed to this

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Yo, if you to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89, still watch back
A nigga smack me, smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, make me
send 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How much you want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or your on it?
This year Cancun, who I'm going wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
Make my own chips, I my own 6
I my own shit, like I'm on my own dick
My day be short, coke, raid the fort
I'm knocked by the cops, come the court
And though niggas die for, go on the
Disrespect and like a man below your belt
Me, I had, so I never go for self
Had thousand dollar bills with Teddy
Better down, tellin' you now, put the dough down
Kick your door down, surround the
you go now?
Fifty spit at you and that is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, think it was
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go
What more could I say but hey, guess you know now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' right I'mma roll with my motherfuckin'
Bitches around when it's time to go to war
This shit here, to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all ya'll wanna try ya'll luck
Lil' Kim spread syphilis
You I'm pussy?
I you to stick your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, ridiculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only with
Like E.F. Hutton, I talk, niggas listen
So don't be mad at me, 'cause I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E
Copped my CD, now all wanna be me
See me on the TV, beds dip in 3-D
the CD, chromed out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, shit is loaned out
I gets it on, keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own when the is gone
a splinter I enter
So why should I throw my blows in
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'mma for
But it ain't too many niggas I'd die for

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