Luyện nghe bài hát Homicide

1]
This nigga Tony think he back? Fuck that, I'ma fold
Make a mothafuckin' out him, I'ma show niggas
Around the way I done told them
Fuck the OGs, we got the same type of as them older niggas
I know he killed the dawg so I'm holdin'
a homi' on any and everybody that he love
Hold up, there go his man
In the car with his kids, split his mothafuckin' wig
Follow him to the crib and up the block
Go in the trunk, my mothafuckin' 40 Glock
On my way thinkin' this gotta get it
I'ma empty out the clip so that Tony the message
in the door, started lettin' off
Mick fell the table, got wrapped up in the tablecloth
Skated off in the of night
Left my callin' card on the body and "fuck your life"

2]
Shit is brutal, I get [?]
36 seasons, I'm back on the couch
Like a potato, I play though
I'm cold son, these lames is built like Play-Doh
[?]
I seen Mick's on the floor covered in sheets
And a note that says I'm a dead man
An empty soul headed for the coffin
This is crazy, they took my brother, must be clueless
get that mothafucka, I'm ruthless
Relentless, [?] than a out Navy Seal
I'ma skin him alive, for real
I ain't goin' nowhere, they let the beast out the
The face of a killer, up, on a rampage
War path, blood bath, a spree
show these mothafuckas how it's meant to be

x2
Ayo go the grain, I smell a massacre
I'll stick a bomb in your limo, blow up your
every one of 'em, leave no witnesses
Time for revenge, now live out your

I goin' nowhere
I goin' nowhere
Y'all mothafuckas comin' for my
This is Starks, you can't stop me, mothafucka
Nigga I my dick on your spaghetti fork, nigga
I'm gettin' this money, nigga, for life, nigga,
And I ain't talkin' 'bout money neither, nigga