Luyện nghe bài hát 1990 - Sick

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all
'Cuz dyin' on this motherfuckin' album
Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill '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 dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody 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 in work
Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

1990-sick, I grasp my
The lunatic quick to grab my tech, put slugs up in neck
is the city where I come from
Desert packin dum ditty, ditty dum
I just smoke you
I be terrifyin', horrifyin' G, yeah, I'ma you
The niggaz 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
Bullets I at you, your hood I slid through
Evil niggaz to get rid of you
No witnesses, so don't ask no
Flee the scene, one be arrestin'
Killa niggaz don't play
Compton on no like your dome we stompin'
But in gang affiliation
Shit pop, we won't stop
Uhh, in

Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album
Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, 'em all
'Cuz everybody on this motherfuckin' album

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, '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
'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin'

Get the hell off my dick, I'm