Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Men Tell No Lies

I been quiet for too fucking long so now its to break the silence
I start with the killing so stopping the violence
I got something for your ass. So peep
Better yet like a stray dog I put your ass to
No more and taking my snaps
fool, Eiht goin' step 'n get the straps
Geah, I my work in and fuck up your shit
Now you gotta bow down and a fat dick
Mmm. I guess what you get when 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 that ass up
misbehave, cause you'll be a slave
Another mutherfucker in a early grave
Geah, you got over fool because ass was sly
But a dead nigga tell no

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

Another fool on my list
And now the punk bitch wanna games
No competition so I'll mention no fucking
Just like a rat, she likes to
But you squeeled on the E, so the deal?
Geah, you spread for humour G
But the shit funny, so humour me
And um, aint no more of bullshit I'm having
Geah, of the fucking back stabbing
in the bozac, as I stack
To your jaw I start to mack. Like a fool clap
And um, it aint till the fat bitch spit
Well the fat bitch is about to spit
To save your sorry ass the mash
So who really gives a if I tap that but
So um, when ass is gone, they'll wonder 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 right there he didn't
Ran the rooms and went pop, pop, pop

Get for the last mutherfucking trip
As I pop in another mutherfucking
Geah, one more busta, mark
Fool kinda fake, talking about you fucked the Eiht
Damn, another sorry with some street slang
Peel his cap cause we from the same gang
Talking about shoot the Eiht from the top of the tree
Nigga please, I might drop you to your knees
Try to lay low, but you know you escape
Why'd you have to diss me on underground tape
Now you hang your up on a shelf
Didn't you know, you'd be fucking your own
Quick draw McGraw, on the fucking
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 sucker right there he didn't
off the sucker right there he didn't stop
Ran through the rooms and pop, pop, pop

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