Luyện nghe bài hát Dramacide

(featuring The & Kool G. Rap)

G. Rap]
No
The real drama

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

[Big
Ah shit nigga, you got me started momma one of the good
Said she got a 400 pound retarted Bronx nigga the Projects
nigga you don't want it, cock figga figga got it
You make me sick, wit Pun, youse a crazy bitch
Hold him for ransom, or cut off his tongue in cause he
80 stitches cheak, 70 more for talkin cheap
A buck 50 even nigga, that's regulation on the

{yo and come on

"No man can go me!"

{more

"You stop me"

[Kool G.
Probaly socks inside the trenches
Closin in for miles to inches, the distance, enemy flinches
Death finces for kid limus
mine behind the barb wire fences
Crossfire winters
Saw my man blow, bandana tight like Rambo
Burn a slug make the land
Niggas screamin for medics and
Every soldier in your go

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

[Kool G.
Hammers a law under the camouflage to take jars
Put a cap inside ya cap and leave a four in sarge
Killas are large, my two trade pound gauge sound hard
For every sabotage, bodies hit the ground hard

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

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