Luyện nghe bài hát Dramacide

(featuring The X-Ecutioners & G. Rap)

[Kool G.
No
The real shit

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

[Big
Ah shit nigga, you got me started momma one of the boys
Said she got a 400 pound retarted Bronx nigga the Projects
What 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 he itchin
80 across cheak, 70 more for talkin cheap
A buck 50 even nigga, regulation on the street

{yo and come on

"No man can go me!"

scratchin}

"You don't me"

[Kool G.
socks soes inside the trenches
Closin in for miles to inches, killin the distance, flinches
Death finces left for kid
Made mine behind the wire fences
Crossfire tent
Saw my man blow, bandana tied tight like
Burn a slug make the land
Niggas screamin for and ammo
soldier in your camp go

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

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

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

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