Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Men Tell No Lies

I been quiet for too fucking long so now its time to break the
I start the killing so fuck stopping the violence
I got something for monkey ass. So peep
yet like a stray dog I put your ass to sleep
No more faking and taking my
fool, Eiht goin' step '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 what you get when you try to play
Try to come up that mutherfucking he say
Or she say, or what the fuck did that fool
Punk bitch, mop that ass up anyway
Dont misbehave, you'll be a slave
Another mutherfucker in a early grave
Geah, you got fool because your ass was sly
But a nigga tell no lies

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

Another on my shit list
And now the punk bitch wanna games
No so I'll mention no fucking names
Just a rat, she likes to squeel
But you squeeled on the E, so whats the
Geah, you spread rumours for G
But the shit aint funny, so me
And um, aint no more of bullshit I'm having
Geah, Tired of the fucking stabbing
in the bozac, as I stack
To jaw I start to mack. Like a fool don't clap
And um, it over till the fat bitch spit
Well the fat is about to spit shit
To save your sorry ass from the
So who gives a fuck if I tap that but
So um, when your ass is gone, wonder why
But a dead nigga no lies

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

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

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

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