Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Men Tell No Lies

I quiet for too fucking long so now its time to break the silence
I with the killing so fuck stopping the violence
I got for your monkey ass. So peep
Better yet like a stray dog I put ass to sleep
No more and taking my snaps
Sorry fool, Eiht step 'n get the straps
Geah, I my work in and fuck up your shit
Now you gotta bow and suck 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, mop that ass up anyway
misbehave, cause you'll be a slave
Another fronting in a early grave
Geah, you got over because your ass was sly
But a dead tell no lies

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

fool on my shit list
And now the bitch wanna play games
No competition so I'll mention no names
like a rat, she likes to squeel
But you on the E, so whats the deal?
Geah, you rumours for humour G
But the shit funny, so humour me
And um, no more of your bullshit I'm having
Geah, Tired of the fucking stabbing
in the bozac, as I stack
To your jaw I start to mack. Like a fool clap
And um, it aint over till the fat bitch
Well the fat bitch is about to shit
To save your ass from the mash
So who really gives a if I tap that but
So um, your ass is gone, they'll wonder why
But a dead tell no lies

Killed off the sucker there he didn't stop
off the sucker right there he didn't 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 for the last mutherfucking trip
As I pop in another clip
Geah, one busta, another mark
Fool your kinda fake, talking about you fucked the
Damn, sorry bitch 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 fucking knees
Try to lay low, but you know you can't
Why'd you have to me on your underground tape
Now you hang shit up on a shelf
you know, you'd be fucking your own self
Quick draw McGraw, on the fucking
As you on my team I take two to your jaw
Geah, you got fool, but you know why
Cause a dead nigga tell no

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

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