Luyện nghe bài hát Genocide

Stone cold 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 words see
murder, it's murder
Murder,

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

Stone cold killers in these streets
One on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder,
Murder,
Call 9-1-1
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 suburban
Tinted windows 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 and one in the right hand, Scottie Pippen both ways
Been doin' bys got this music industry time lined
like Rosecrans when niggas throw up them signs, but I
I'm talkin' about that bottom it's hot grinds
Shit, I'm just 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 hip hop needed somethin' to carry it
So I married bitch and swung down in that chariot
way too fuckin' close, beware the barrier
This is hub city nigga, don't us embarrass you
Man, you be realistic, these niggas 'round here ballistic
We did the numbers and you lookin' like another

Stone cold killers in 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, murder
Murder,

Ahh, recognize whatever side the sides reside until the has risen
Live in a project building, dodgin' the module
I ride, I'mma ride in a stolen
Ride with the eyes of blind men, my vision (Corrupted)
Mama tried counselin', five plans for (But fuck it)
My family's ties, had Rosecrans existence (abducted)
My aliens on surveillance, they me a visit (Disgusting)
Our stadium's packed, in black
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, your up or somethings up
I hoping all get orthotist, rope it before the double dutch
Plenty ruckus the weapon I protect it under oath
My discretion, your blessing, fuck your life
Fuck your hope, fuck your
Fuck daddy, fuck 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!)