Luyện nghe bài hát Death To My Enemies

Dre, think we're bullshittin'
Yeah! Yeah!

Nigga try me son, he best the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to the street with him
Well I put body in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas, bring death to my enemies
I bring money to my niggas, that death to my enemies

Nigga front on me, the goons and goblins out
hundred shot drums'll run out
They out, you heard of me, they call me big homie
Me I the register ring
I'm the cab
They make the hammers
on ya ass now
Hair trigger, stare nigga, yeah flip
Six, let it off at wig
Here I is, the money is, I still get biz
D's know about the
You still get did
It be your tombstone and your fuckin' they dig
Have that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the
I'm Damien nigga
When I start gettin' on ya
thing to lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya
I make it to breathe
I come your heart, so air it out
it hard to eat
Have you lookin' ways
Like you the street!

try me son, he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to the street with him
Well I put your in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas, that death to my enemies
I bring to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies

Yeah niggas me the wrong message, we gon' fucking kill the messenger
Your whole clique tips'll tear up the best of ya
This the "carter" nigga, this is sparta
It's harder I die and be a martyr, respect me like your
Let off a clip or let a off
I have your pussy ass runnin' like a horse
Follow orders now shoot his "face off"
You can have one, one, it's mad fun
See how when you listen to me all of the cash
I was born with the tec it's a defect
I was in the bins, ended up in a Benz
This is happens when have nots turn into sasquatch
Let the gat pop, boogie down on the blocks
horrific nah it's terrific
I got it if you sniff it, go nigga twist it
Get lifted, Goddamn I'm

Nigga try me son, he best the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to the street with him
Well I put your in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas, that death to my enemies
I bring money to my niggas, that bring to my enemies

Yeah I tell 'em on 'em then they ride on 'em
Get the line on 'em and the .9 on 'em
Head shot, .40-glock blow his on him
say ain't not a jooks, leave the shines on 'em,
Now you can watch me, like the police watch me
I move proper go ahead catch a shell tryna me
That 4-30 spider, fibre
And my dog is Al-Qaeda natural fighter
Rapid fire, you're sweet apple cider,
The fire, mask like Michael Myers
It's off the wire I get on my bullshit
No smiles, no laughs, you gets no
You can explain to my while they whoop yo' ass
My hands itch when the money comes, it's to explain it
Last I itched like this, a truckload came in
Get money, get bread, that's I do kid

Nigga try me son, he have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the with him
Well I put your in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies
I bring money to my niggas, that bring to my enemies