Luyện nghe bài hát Dramacide

(featuring The & Kool G. Rap)

G. Rap]
No
The real drama

All ya rap pay homage
When he raps, atomics
When verse crash the Earth a comet
Raise a prophet, make hot lava spit out vomit
We Vietnam it, scramble ya brain like an
Spling link the bomb it, keep you reek niggas in bondage
A convicts we Allah, then we it
We it, it take a Terror Squad to dis arm it
We layin with in our palms, two hours longer

Punisher]
Ah shit nigga, you got me started one of the good boys
Said she got a 400 retarted Bronx nigga from the Projects
What nigga you don't want it, cock figga got it
You make me sick, fuckin wit Pun, youse a crazy
Hold him for ransom, or cut off his tongue in cause he
80 stitches across cheak, 70 more for cheap
A 50 even nigga, that's regulation on the street

{yo and come on

"No man can go me!"

{more

"You stop me"

G. Rap]
Probaly soes inside the trenches
in for miles to inches, killin the distance, enemy flinches
Death finces left for kid
Made mine behind the wire fences
Crossfire winters
Saw my man blow, bandana tied tight like
Burn a slug make the glow
Niggas screamin for and ammo
Every soldier in your go

[Big
Me and my man Joe got ya
AKA Crack, AK with the mack, makin my to the pack
Everyday I gotta be strapped, 'cause niggas don't how to act
You wanna go the gap, 'cause T-Squad gonna react
Whatta we go? thugs and ammo, by a hundred tons of guns and
Just in case you Commando
I'm a and Corleones wit they own armies
And a couple of that'll die for me

G. Rap]
Hammers a law under the camouflage to take jars
Put a cap inside ya cap and leave a in your sarge
Killas are large, my two trade pound gauge will sound
For every round sabotage, bodies hit the ground

Punisher]
That's a pound dog bout to get down and put the
Try the jury but it work, skit but it wouldn't merk
He glass, no glass, think fast yo ass too late,
Put a too fast

"Act you want Drama"
"Kool G. Rap"
"Big Pun"
"X-Executioners style"