Luyện nghe bài hát Genocide

Stone cold killers in these Compton
One hand on the 9, all on me
Murder,
Murder,
9-1-1 emergency
Hands up in the air for the words see
It's murder, it's
Murder,

My daddy killed a bitch
Went and put dome to her head
My daddy killa you
Don't feel a pull a that man and
(Let me up!) What it look
See my daddy done kill 'em
Bullets come from the earth
My done killa you
Don't feel a a part that man and
(Let me up!) What it

Stone cold killers in these Compton
One hand on the 9, all on me
Murder,
Murder,
Call 9-1-1
Hands up in the air for the you'll see
murder, it's murder
Murder,

(It's been a 187 in bitch!)
Murderess, murder listen, hit a suburban
Tinted ride at your wifey (Blah!) and I bet you miss her
Reload the protools and we throw the clip in trays
That's one on the left and one in the hand, Scottie Pippen both ways
doin' drive bys got this music industry time lined
Lookin' like Rosecrans when niggas throw up signs, but I
I'm talkin' that bottom where it's hot grinds
Shit, I'm just get paid and keep 'em guys high
Sometimes I feel like I could just bury 'em, 'em
Cause delirium, mass hysteria, scarier
I'm very aware that hip hop somethin' to carry it
So I married bitch and swung down in that chariot
Hangin' way too fuckin' close, the barrier
This is hub city nigga, don't us embarrass you
Man, you should be realistic, these niggas 'round here
We did the numbers and you lookin' another statistic

cold killers in these Compton streets
One hand on the 9, all on me
Murder,
Murder,
9-1-1 emergency
Hands up in the air for the to see
It's murder, it's
Murder,

Ahh, recognize whatever side the sides reside until the dead has
Live in a project building, the module ceilings
I ride, I'mma ride in a stolen
Ride with the eyes of five blind men, my (Corrupted)
Mama tried counselin', five for Kendrick (But fuck it)
My ties, had sabotaged Rosecrans existence (abducted)
My aliens on surveillance, they me a visit (Disgusting)
Our stadium's packed, raiders in
Curls drippin', silver bullet, palladium in my
I lie on the side of a one way
Nowhere to go, all I can see
I say "Fuck is up?", I fuck 'em up, supper's up or somethings up
I hoping all get orthotist, rope it before the double dutch
Plenty ruckus with the weapon I it under oath
My discretion, your blessing, fuck your life
your hope, fuck your mama
Fuck your daddy, you dead homie
Fuck the world up we came up, that's Compton homie!

Murder,


It's all

Murder,
Murder,
been a murder
(It's been a 187 in bitch!)