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 your 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 bring to my enemies

Nigga front on me, the and goblins come out
hundred shot drums'll run out
They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big
Me I make the ring
I'm the cab
They make the ring
on ya ass now
Hair trigger, nigga, yeah niggas'll flip
Six, let it off at wig
Here I is, where the money is, I get biz
D's about the beef
You still get did
It be your tombstone and your fuckin' grave dig
Have ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs
I'm Damien nigga
When I start gettin' on ya
Closest 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' both
you crossin' the street!

Nigga try me son, he have 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 bring money to my niggas, that bring death to my

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

Nigga try me son, he best the heat on him
my eyes closed, get to moppin' 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 bring to my enemies
I bring to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies

I tell 'em ride on 'em then they ride on 'em
Get the line on 'em and the .9 on 'em
Head shot, .40-glock his mind on him
They say ain't not a jooks, the shines on 'em,
Now you can me, nigga like the police watch me
I move proper go ahead catch a shell stop me
4-30 spider, carbon fibre
And my dog is like Al-Qaeda natural
Rapid fire, you're sweet like cider,
The mack'll fire, mask Michael Myers
It's off the when I get on my bullshit
No smiles, no laughs, you gets no
You can to my niggas while they whoop yo' ass
My hands itch when the money comes, hard to explain it
time 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 street him
Well I put your in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I money to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies
I bring money to my niggas, that bring to my enemies