Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Or Alive

";When you're on the run the police, you got two options
Turn in.. or come out BLASTING!"; *boom*

[Kool G.
The chase ain't over, the battle done yet
Get ass out of town before sunset
you felt got you runnin for help
You gettin struck and my nine is STILL tucked the belt
I'm wanted or alive, but I'm still standin
Just Shannon, got the van with the cannon
When I hit, the nine or the pound spits
I even flipped on a mob I was with
So I'm packin a mac at
And blue and are everywhere in a nigga sight
So come on, you pigs, who's the bravest?
Cause I'ma spit on your ass like Davis
em off somethin decent
Jump out slow and drop the cocktail bomb in the
And drop ten the Glock-10 *boom boom boom*
I made cop spin
Now Uncle Sam wants me
But I'ma hit more spots, then I'm flyin out the country
It about runnin off like a sucker
I dug my own out this motherfucker
So I hustle and gamble
But before I split, believe I leavin shit in
It's a long plane ride, but a nigga gotta
I'm still wanted dead or

I'm turnin the city to a deli
Was in the belly of the now the beast is in my belly
I gotta get up more
Time to throw back on the suits and Timberland boots
Blast at the niggaz from the New York scene
I got my man C with me Fort Greene
Al Capone, D Creative G, and my man named B
Ready to peel caps potatoes
Kev and on the lookout
Up in the spot, niggaz are crooked out and out
*bang* There a brain *bang* There goes a liver
no time, for dumpin niggaz in the river
I ain't lovin you niggaz no
*vrrrrrrrrrroom* time for the chainsaw
Off with the legs, arms, and head
And throw the shit in the incinerator
Then I'm off the drugs and ends
Now time to get some motherfuckin revenge
To the nigga that stuck me in
I his momma's fingers to him in the mail
caught up with his ass inside the floor hall
*bullets spray* the motherfuckin walls
Never mind having balls, you niggaz better and dive
I'm still dead or alive

Jinx, bust em in they motherfuckin face

";I pop in my G. Rap and Polo tape"; -> Chuck D

They was - straight goin out a gunner
Because a nigga's wanted, I'm even by bounty hunters
But I'm out bigger lead
They got about a half a dollar reward on a nigga's head
But I murdered the whole
I saw spirits leave they bodies and I shot at them bitches too
I put the nine to their so simple
*bang bang* Now that's what I call a Holy
You put a to the test
But if you fuck with me, then you fuckin with the
I'm niggaz and I'm fleein G
Sing-Sing ? ? ? ain't seein me
You gettin zipped up in
Cause if your ass once, then your ass leaks forever
To the nigga that my life
Went up to his crib, started wettin his
hidin in a closet
Checked his ass, and made a motherfuckin
Sucker to get live
Yeah, I'm still dead or alive