Luyện nghe bài hát Genocide

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

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

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

(It's a 187 in this bitch!)
Murderess, murder listen, hit a whippin'
Tinted windows ride at your wifey (Blah!) and I bet you her
Reload the protools and we throw the clip in trays
That's one on the left and one in the right hand, Scottie Pippen both
Been doin' drive bys got this music time lined
Lookin' like Rosecrans niggas throw up them signs, but I
I'm about that bottom where it's hot grinds
Shit, I'm just tryna get paid and keep 'em guys
Sometimes I feel like I just bury 'em, bury 'em
Cause delirium, hysteria, scarier area
I'm very aware that hip hop somethin' to carry it
So I married that bitch and swung in that chariot
way too fuckin' close, beware 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' like statistic

Stone cold killers in these Compton
One on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder,
Murder,
Call emergency
Hands up in the air for the to see
It's murder, murder
Murder,

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

Murder,


It's all

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