Luyện nghe bài hát Genocide

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

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

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

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

Stone cold killers in Compton streets
One on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder,
Murder,
Call 9-1-1
Hands up in the air for the to see
It's murder, murder
Murder,

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

Murder,


It's all

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