Luyện nghe bài hát Dramacide

(featuring The X-Ecutioners & G. Rap)

[Kool G.
No
The real drama

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

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

{yo and come on

"No man can go me!"

scratchin}

"You stop me"

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

Punisher]
Me and my man Joe got ya
AKA Joey Crack, AK the mack, makin my to the pack
I gotta be strapped, 'cause niggas don't know how to act
You don't wanna go the gap, 'cause 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 Corleones wit own armies
And a couple of that'll die for me

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

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

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