Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Men Tell No Lies

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

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

Another fool on my shit
And now the punk bitch wanna play
No so I'll mention no fucking names
Just like a rat, she likes to
But you squeeled on the E, so the deal?
Geah, you rumours for humour G
But the aint funny, so humour me
And um, aint no more of your I'm having
Geah, Tired of the back stabbing
in the bozac, as I stack
To your jaw I start to mack. Like a fool don't
And um, it over till the fat bitch spit
Well the fat bitch is about to 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 nigga tell no

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

Get ready for the last trip
As I pop in another clip
Geah, one more busta, another
Fool your kinda fake, about you fucked the Eiht
Damn, another sorry bitch with some street
Peel his cap we aint from the same gang
about you'll shoot the Eiht from the top of the tree
Nigga please, I might you to your fucking knees
Try to lay low, but you you can't escape
you have to diss me on your underground tape
Now you hang your shit up on a
Didn't you know, be fucking your own self
Quick draw McGraw, on the draw
As you on my team I take two to your jaw
Geah, you got over fool, but you why
Cause a nigga tell no lies

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

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