Luyện nghe bài hát Death To My Enemies

Dre, niggas think we're
Yeah! Yeah!

Nigga try me son, he best have the 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 money to my niggas, bring death to my enemies
I money to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies

Nigga front on me, the goons and goblins out
Bushmaster 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 the hammers ring
on ya ass now
Hair trigger, stare nigga, yeah flip
Six, let it off at wig
Here I is, where the money is, I get biz
D's know the beef
You still get did
It be your tombstone and fuckin' grave they dig
Have that ass in the precinct tryna to the pigs
I'm like nigga
When I start loose on ya
thing to lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya
I make it to breathe
I with your heart, so air it out
it hard to eat
Have you lookin' ways
you crossin' the street!

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

Yeah niggas send me the wrong message, we fucking kill the messenger
Your whole clique hollow tips'll up the best of ya
ain't the "carter" nigga, this is sparta
It's I die and be a martyr, respect me like your father
Let off a or let a case off
I have your pussy ass runnin' like a race
Follow orders now yay' his "face off"
You can have one, one, it's mad fun
See how you listen to me all of the cash gone
I was with the tec it's a birth defect
I was conceived in the bins, up in a Benz
This is what happens when have nots turn into
Let the gat pop, boogie down on the blocks
It's horrific nah terrific
I got it if you it, go head nigga twist it
Get lifted, Goddamn I'm

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

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

Nigga try me son, he have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the with him
I put your body 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 death to my enemies