Luyện nghe bài hát Dramacide

(featuring The & Kool G. Rap)

G. Rap]
No
The real shit

All ya rap niggas pay
When he raps, spit
When verse the Earth like a comet
Raise a prophet, make hot spit out like vomit
We Vietnam it, scramble ya like an omelette
Spling baby link the bomb it, keep you reek in bondage
A convicts we Allah, then we it
We it, it take a Terror Squad to dis arm it
We layin with grenades in our palms, two 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, fuckin wit Pun, youse a crazy
Hold him for ransom, or cut off his in cause he itchin
80 stitches across cheak, 70 more for cheap
A buck 50 even nigga, regulation on the street

{yo and on scratched}

"No man can go me!"

{more

"You don't me"

G. Rap]
Probaly socks inside the trenches
in for miles to inches, killin the distance, enemy flinches
Death finces for kid limus
Made mine behind the wire fences
Crossfire tent
Saw my man blow, bandana tight like Rambo
Burn a make the land glow
Niggas for medics and ammo
Every soldier in your go

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

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

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

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