Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Men Tell No Lies

I been quiet for too fucking so now its time to break the silence
I start with the killing so stopping the violence
I got something for monkey ass. So peep
Better yet like a stray dog I put your ass to
No more and taking my snaps
Sorry fool, Eiht goin' 'n get the straps
Geah, I puts my work in and up your shit
Now you gotta bow down and suck a fat
Mmm. I guess thats what you get you try to play
Try to come up with mutherfucking he say
Or she say, or what the did that fool say?
Punk bitch, I'll mop ass up anyway
Dont misbehave, cause be a slave
Another fronting mutherfucker in a early
Geah, you got fool because your ass was sly
But a dead nigga no lies

Killed off the sucker right he didn't stop
Killed off the sucker right he didn't stop

Another fool on my shit
And now the punk bitch wanna games
No so I'll mention no fucking names
Just a rat, she likes to squeel
But you on the E, so whats the deal?
Geah, you spread for humour G
But the shit aint funny, so me
And um, aint no of your bullshit I'm having
Geah, Tired of the fucking back
Soul in the bozac, as I
To your jaw I start to mack. Like a fool don't
And um, it aint over till the fat bitch
the fat bitch is about to spit shit
To save your ass from the mash
So who really a fuck if I tap that but
So um, when your ass is gone, they'll why
But a dead tell no lies

Killed off the sucker right there he didn't
Killed off the sucker right there he didn't
Killed off the right there he didn't stop
Killed off the sucker right there he stop
Ran through the rooms and pop, pop, pop

Get ready for the mutherfucking trip
As I pop in another clip
Geah, one more busta, another
your kinda fake, talking about you fucked the Eiht
Damn, another sorry with some street slang
Peel his cap cause we aint from the gang
Talking about you'll shoot the Eiht from the top of the
Nigga please, I might drop you to your fucking
Try to lay low, but you know you escape
Why'd you have to me on your underground tape
Now you hang your up on a shelf
Didn't you know, you'd be your own self
Quick draw McGraw, on the fucking
As you scheme on my team I take two to jaw
Geah, you got over fool, but you why
a dead nigga tell no lies

Killed off the sucker right he didn't stop
Killed off the sucker right there he didn't
Ran through the and went pop, pop, pop

Geah, in a mutherfucking effect
For the nine to get loose
My nigga Mike T is in the house. Dj Slips in the mutherfucking
My nigga 'Times in the house, Rick's in the
My Chill's in the house, Boom Bams in the house
And we here