Luyện nghe bài hát 1990 - Sick

Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this album
Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on motherfuckin' album

I murda like this, I murda like
(This, that)
an AK-47 up out my motherfuckin' gangsta hat
Professional, Columbian, Necktie,
Strangula, over killa, dead fuckin' body
Peepin' out the window with an A.K., pullin' up on these

Helicoptas, squad cars, swat teams with
They tellin' me, "Nigga, get the out before ya die
If you surrender, we'll sure that you quickly fry"
I kick open the door and go to war
Or should I my throat
Leave a pipe and a fuck you note
Hallucinations of seein' lynched bodies

And all the po-po had faces like Fuhrman
Tear gas through my window pane
They put me back up in the nut house again
But I'm not goin' and take my prozac
They can keep the jacket
And leave a straight motherfuckin'
A straight motherfuckin'
A straight jack

Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin'
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, 'em all
Don't kick up in the when I'm puttin' in work
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, 'em all
'Cuz everybody on this motherfuckin' album

Get the hell off my dick, I'm
(1990-Sick)
(1990-Sick)
(1990-Sick)
(1990-Sick)

Nigga's to pull the lynch, yayo and stick
Marcia Clark screamin' out murda, jumpin' on OJ's
Motherfuckers still sufferin' and
Some high knowledga white boys
Blew up the fed buildin'
Crazy niggaz still bangin' and crack
To the death, the game put 'em up on they back
Motherfuckers AIDS, from shootin' hop
And phony niggaz still get up on the block

And I ain't much, hell
I'm still smokin' four or five choppers before it's twelve
Motherfuckers think know me, but they don't know
I'm first class tickets to the murda show
Don't rap about no nigga, let's get it on
Bustin domes, buck shots through your rib
So all you up in the magazines talkin' shit
Get off my dick, I'm

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, 'em all
'Cuz dyin' on this motherfuckin' album
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all
Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in
Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

1990-sick, I my dick
The lunatic quick to grab my tech, put slugs up in your
Compton is the city I come from
Eagle packin dum ditty, ditty dum
I won't smoke you
I be terrifyin', horrifyin' G, yeah, choke you
The killa on hop
We tear up your spot, Eiht, Spice, and my fuckin' Pac
cross my path, no class

I be like shit in motherfuckin' ass
I spit at you, your hood I slid through
Evil niggaz to get rid of you
No witnesses, so ask no questions
the scene, one time'll be arrestin'
Killa niggaz don't that
It's Compton on no your dome we stompin'
But in that affiliation
goes pop, we won't stop
Uhh, in

Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on motherfuckin' album
'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm in work
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, 'em all
'Cuz dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this album
'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in
'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this album

Get the hell off my dick, I'm