Luyện nghe bài hát Anotha Killin

[Snoop
lay, one of my homies down, 2 of my enemies.
I grab the heat, creep up your and squeeze.
I'm in neighborhood, so what the fuck is up?
And if I you imma pop you nigga, that's whats up.
We can talk it now, i don't think so,
And imma catch you when you creepin that pink toe,
You tryna creep up out meat store,
Get you a drink so when i hit you, you won't even trip to so.
Cross your heart, dot your 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 nigga ya
I open ya up, and leave you by the face,
And get away, aint got no time to be no case.
To slick to sly, I'm too high.
I'm too fly, and I do die, i do die.
I to shoot an intruder, I mix the purp with the buddha.
Love and beer, like the home boy Luda.
I'm big snoopie, d to dub, imma cuz.
I'm up like a stilla, a gorilla duh.
no, pedal to tha floor,
Anotha killin for my nigga let it go.

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

to me like,
One for the flame, two for the trigga.
And of these hollow points tap fines nigga.
When I came in this fucka I had a plan,
To stop all y'all motha where y'all stand.
I'm gang out, riders on a mission.
We catch fades nigga, fuck tha pistols.
is loose in the septic tank,
We do what you can't, I am you ain't.
Don't even try to me cuz.
Loccin, smokin, slipping, me cuz.
I'll beat your ass on a so fast.
Bang on your homies, spread your hood.
Release these toxins mustard gas.
the Chevrolet, its all to the good,
My nigga Lynch, Kurupt, Snoop and Daz.
[Brotha Lynch
Shit, nigga this G block me.
any nigga with a rusty old crusty.
Sacramento yes, em in the chest,
Right by his bus, left a bloody mess.
It was of cudi left, coat hanger strangled him.
Aimed at him, he don't what angle I'm comin from.
him, spider webs all over his cranium,
(that nigga has webs all over his cranium, nigga).
Me and I know, niggas be talking to much.
Nigga shut your pie hole, everybody you do suck.
This a reality show, hungry niggas do touch.
Motha fuckas to clutch, give a 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 the rappin, and this 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 dinner and a movie, for nigga.