Luyện nghe bài hát Drugs Killin

Geah, uh
In the house
Is you me...
For the 9 to the 6

Eihthype in the
The thug in the house
Compton in bitch, uh
Is you me?
Is you me?
these niggas...

I was raised on the fucked up of town
used to make me wear hand-me-downs
Pops wasn't around, nigga a skip to my loot
In the midst of the shit the fuck to do?
No mercedes (that's right)
used to cluck a lotta fuckin ends (that's right)
But a young needs the green in this day and age
Phones my man crew, grabs the 12 gauge
But now fools to trip
My homie named sis say you best not slip (watch out)
I hear some say you got too much shit
I look at them niggas and say you don't know who you fucking
Just watch your back for them skan'less pack of
On me and my seven man crew, they wanna pull the
But we on a quest for that's dealin (that's right)
Son, it's either or killin, c'mon

Is you with me? is you me?
Cause these niggas straight killin for

Damn they done got my (shit)
But before he killed off he me who pulled the trigger
(geah, right)
Lying in my arms dying, is this?
And I'm thinkin' I gots to my business
to get my hands on my gat
But my g's say: please we'll handle that! (we got that!)
As they procede to put the hit
I up with this big boss across town (ping)
He pullin' all of schemes to get the green like robbin trains
But now me flips all them to gets to stacking caine
up shot on your block to clock ends (that's right)
And I heard your big went straight to the pen
I heard one time found his straps
Snatch one of my little for the murder rap (check it out)
We gon' get you out ain't no stoppin
Something just got to be poppin from all this and killin

Is you me? is you with me?
Cause niggas straight killin for life...

in the house
Compton in the
Geah,

10 years and I got fat pockets
Niggas be trippin I grabs the and then I quickly lock it
Business is boomin and the birds flying south
I guess time to get my muthafuckin homie out
Moms is to tell me to quit
And my girl is gettin cause she's tired of the shit
I got at my back door tryin to buck
But I'm that nigga who don't give a fuck
Now my long time is tryin to break me down
Done my man, goddamn
He he want the keys
But punk-ass nigga can't get none of these (pop pop pop)
To get my homie I bust his cap
And now my homie in the pen is on the map (geah)
My back on swoll and we chillin
We rolls around and we get top
Geah, on top, don't know if i'ma stop
This drugs and killin

Is you me? is you with me?
Cause these niggas straight for life...

Is you me?

Uh, c'mon y'all