Luyện nghe bài hát Dead

[Mr. Lil
Jack Ripper', strippin mothaf**kas for their egos
Peace to all the bald heads, in their regals
Need no mothaf**ka to be me I'm sick!
I feel it everyday every f**kin word I say
I paid my to the dead that be cursed
Oh what you disagree, it's in the first
It's hurts to be livin, though I it all I got
Wanna see me shot, but I guess never thought
I'ma a genious, we get along
we bump, when we dumpin on a song
Feenin for my shit, my wisdom in my
new shit is the bomb, ya heard
Heard about the heat, been bringin to the beat
I bet that you've been hatin, wishin it hit the street
Eat a dick, lick nuts, suck balls and that
It's wicked ol' Lil, I bet you that

[Chorus: Mr. Lil
Mothaf**kas shit and they always wanna creep
Remember mothaf**ka you be in your sleep
It's Mr. Lil One and I brought my Young
Stop, to the death leavin dead

Now I'm creepin a war zone, in every single block
I'm hearin gun shots and it's all a plot
They're tryin to take me for my life, this Sicko be nothin

I got my finger on the trigger,ain't no time for thinkin
Now I'm dumpin out the clip and yo I'm aimin for the
And I'm ready to the cemetry your home
You can who you want, but you're f**kin wit the baddest
the Lil and the Youngstah, leave em R.I.P. status
We be steppin and collectin all them bodies talkin
Now it's time to lead with a f**kin Smith and Wesson
When I'm f**kin wit the sickest it's a deadly
2 trigger gangstas with no clue or hesitation
I'ma do my dirt and I'ma put in on my work
All the way to the from the mothaf**kin birth
I'ma your f**kin life and I'ma show you what it's worth
A 6 foot in a pile of dirt