Luyện nghe bài hát Will They Die For You

Yeah, how many that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie wit
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, they ride with you

How niggas that'll die 4 you
How many get a like the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout that get high with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Well, I'mma ride for you, would you for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all you type of cats
Let man get struck, never strike back

Stay in the street, seven a week
Shit get hot, you never blaze heat
Stupid wanna play me sweet
So I 'em on his toes, that way he never sleeps

Bigger than the king and the Pope, no dope
Call me but broke
When on, I guarantee my team don't choke
a war, you niggas better bring yo' force

And I say we won't quit, believe this shit
When I talk a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggas take to this

How many that'll die 4 you
How get a quiche like the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they with you

How niggas that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie you?
I ain't 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride you

Yo, if you down to act, we to scrap
We beef '89, still watch your
A nigga me, I'mma smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then be that

And lately, niggas snake me, just make me
Wanna 'em heat without AC
I'm sweet, taste me, how much you really want it?
Enough to put a on it or your deal on it?

This year Cancun, guess who I'm wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
Make my own chips, I my own 6
I knock my own shit, like I'm on my own

My day be short, need coke, the fort
I'm by the cops, come blaze the court
And though die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man your belt

Me, I always had, so I go for self
Had thousand dollar bills with Roosevelt
Better slow down, you now, put the dough down
Kick your door down, surround the block, where you go

Fifty shots spit at you and that is not a whole
Way I the furniture, think it was co-found
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase go down
What more could I say but hey, guess you niggas know

How many that'll die 4 you
How get a quiche like the pie wit' you?
I talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they with you

How many that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then ride with you

Motherfuckin' I'ma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches around when it's time to go to war
This shit here, to fuck with
I'm the same bitch, all wanna try ya'll luck with

Lil' Kim like syphilis
You think I'm
I you to stick your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, ridiculous

Speak when spoken to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas
So don't ya'll be mad at me, I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E

Copped my CD, now all ya'll be me
See me on the TV, beds dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, shit is loaned out

I gets it on, keep growin'
Ice glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I my own
When the is gone, like a splinter you enter

So why should I throw my blows in
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for your
My B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas I'd die for

How many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche the pie wit' you?
I ain't 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they with you

How many that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie wit'
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

How many that'll die 4 you
How many get a quiche the pie wit' you?
I ain't 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride you
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