Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Men Tell No Lies

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

Killed off the sucker right he didn't stop
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
like a rat, she likes to squeel
But you squeeled on the E, so the deal?
Geah, you spread rumours for G
But the shit funny, so humour me
And um, aint no more of your bullshit I'm
Geah, Tired of the back stabbing
in the bozac, as I stack
To your jaw I start to mack. Like a fool clap
And um, it over till the fat bitch spit
Well the fat is about to spit shit
To save your sorry ass the mash
So who really gives a fuck if I tap but
So um, when your ass is gone, wonder why
But a dead nigga no lies

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

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

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

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