Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Cal. Killa

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Zino, 44 Caliber
Face, young
44 Killa

I keep the close by, come through
On any block start Zino
Don't stop, stop frontin' 44
To hit you with a while your fam's sleepin'
(Nice man)

Why your man's
(Have his ass leakin')
face the reaper
Prepare for the

The thing certain right now
You leavin' in a
No negotiating time's up up
I'm gon split ya, 44'll hit ya I'm the 44 Killa

Every day you run
Niggas hide from the 44 Caliber Killa
He'll tie you up quick, get throat slit
He's the 44 Caliber Killa, he comin'

Your kickin' down your door
He's the 44 Caliber
pain from the lane, came infrared
You've shot by the 44 Caliber Killa

I the 44 cocked for fools
The Son of Sam the serial
(Lock doors)
I got a bottle nigga cock and

I do this for honey and not for loot
I got you in the game and you can't win it
'Cause I'm a made man known to men
Scarface back at ya the hard shit and bullshittin'

Me get you brought in so
The fuck up that tough talk honey
I know nigga and y'all don't want me
I'm a in his true form, let it be heard

I got niggas the wild, wild to the 73rd
All I gotta do is 'em the word
And your ass is in a meat
your forehead saggin'

I'm tellin' y'all these streets is
Eat ass up piece by piece
Shit you out whole the of the invincible nigga
It's the 44 Killa

Every day you run
Niggas better hide from the 44 Killa
He'll tie you up quick, get your slit
the 44 Caliber Killa, he comin' through

Your hood down your door
the 44 Caliber Killa
Killin' pain the lane, came infrared
You've shot by the 44 Caliber Killa