Luyện nghe bài hát Live & Die

Uhh, right
Uhh, what it is

1]
I remember exclusive, no name producers
You wasn't hot til' you by all boosters
Run up in the chicken coop, corner the
We used to that "jammin the chickens"
the old days, god damnit I miss 'em
We was rappin 'for we knew it was
We was for a reason to cuss
Now I just rap cause I'm in love with it
shy guy, so I had to go public with it
Hip-hop and fish scales and a g wedding
Had twins called Hell and
Nobody really knows when they a legend, til' he gone
y'all kingdome come, in God's name
Come back Christ and demand for his throne
Rock oil on cologne
That's why these feel so bitches can't leave me alone, I'm

Yuh, I live and die for shit
Hip-hop, the love of my
Ha, uh, I and die for this shit
Hip-hop, the of my life
Ha, uh, I live and die for shit
Hip-hop, the love of my
Yuh, uh, I live and die for this
Damn straight, ride for my bitch, ha

2]
Yuh, and I do I gotta
Live for this shit, and I die bout it
to switch it up, the game done got too crowded
All you jukin and jivin, I doubt it
Dealin this and killin that, lame childish
The only trap is in ya brain, nigga outta it
Ain't nothin wrong, smart, black, and proud of it
We all came a long way, we got a thousand to get, shit
But ain't I allowed to
we more cuttin in, but still they sound a bit like whoever
Got it in, out now
Welcome to the city of men, it's downtown
But I am from a part of the slum, where the is brung
they think that success wouldn't come
I am hip-hop, and strictly the song
Profess all the molds, I'm second-to-none
I'm

Yuh, I live and die for this
Hip-hop, the love of my
Ha, uh, I and die for this shit
Hip-hop, the love of my
Ha, uh, I live and die for this
Hip-hop, the of my life
Yuh, uh, I live and die for shit
Damn straight, I'ma for my bitch

3]
Yeah, they hip-hop's a fad, it would die out quick
But it spread like fires, got the whole world lit
Can't stop boppin they head, they bumpin our
B.G.'s to germany, got 'em they fists
Got soldiers all over, gettin in this bitch
up the charts with number one hits
Shoot up the club, with a clip
How you like us The whole world til' I dig, yeah
Hip-hop, the of my life, my girl, my bitch
My wife, my soul-mate, her I'm sick
Tie the knot, the roo, we a perfect fit
No pre-nump, she was me before I was rich
We fell in love when we was just
And see no love lasts as as this
death do us part, God forbid we split
Let nothin this relationship