Luyện nghe bài hát Anotha Killin

[Snoop
They lay, one of my down, 2 of my enemies.
I the heat, creep up your street and squeeze.
I'm in y'all neighborhood, so what the is up?
And if I catch you pop you nigga, that's whats up.
We can talk about it now, i don't so,
And imma you when you creepin with that pink toe,
You tryna creep up out that store,
Get you a drink so when i hit you, you won't even trip to so.
Cross your heart, double dot eyes,
tape you, make you a homicide.
Stretch you out a red vine,
is your deadline, beddy by time.
I, zag the zig, i put a in the pig,
I clocked the glock and pop you, my ya dig?
I open ya up, and leave you by the face,
And get away, aint got no time to be no case.
To to sly, plus I'm too high.
I'm too fly, and I do die, i do die.
I love to shoot an intruder, I mix the purp the buddha.
Love and beer, like the home boy Luda.
I'm big snoopie, d to dub, killa cuz.
I'm up like a stilla, a gorilla duh.
Sacramento no, to tha floor,
Anotha killin for wheelin my let it go.

We on the corner of 102 (to bad, fucked up).
And the (word on the street) they got blast the up.
Now it, and shootin, i'm runnin your life.
I'm in the stripes, nigga don't fuck em tonight.
Bandana, clips, ready to trip.
You is sad saps, so ya better not trip.
I see some busta ass at the bus stop,
Had a bag, we banged the gang them niggas from the dog pound.
Choppin, whoppin, we the mad shit,
Every time we see niggas we clashin,
D-P-G down to 24th street, they nigga down wit them 21st g's
(motha fucka) Lynch, my mutha fuckin nigga

to me like,
One for the flame, two for the trigga.
And three of these points tap fines nigga.
When I came in motha fucka I had a plan,
To stop all y'all motha fuckas y'all stand.
I'm gang banged out, on a mission.
We could catch nigga, fuck tha pistols.
is loose in the septic tank,
We do you can't, I am what you ain't.
Don't even try to me cuz.
Loccin, smokin, slipping, me cuz.
beat your ass on a locc so fast.
Bang on your homies, spread through hood.
Release these like mustard gas.
the Chevrolet, its all to the good,
My nigga Lynch, Kurupt, Snoop and Daz.
[Brotha Lynch
Shit, this G block crossed me.
Double any with a rusty old crusty.
yes, catch em in the chest,
Right by his tour bus, left a mess.
It was none of cudi left, coat strangled him.
Aimed at him, he don't know what I'm comin from.
him, spider webs all over his cranium,
(that nigga has spider all over his cranium, nigga).
Me and crooked I know, niggas be to much.
Nigga shut pie hole, everybody know you do suck.
This ain't a show, hungry niggas do touch.
Motha to clutch, give a niggas two cuts.
Got an army of I'm strange, it ain't a rumor.
We givin brain tumors, hit em with the lugar.
I'm doin the rappin, and nigga is the shooter.
Yea he got a mask on, but hes a shooter.
You will never see his face on the computer, junior.
(Oklahoma shooter)
Poke a with two cuts,
motha fucka said he about to do what?
Get chewed up, its and a movie, duece for nigga.