Luyện nghe bài hát Hunta Killa

It's the killa
Off of the 9
Wit my nap sack fulla
worst than the movie thrilla and realla
Cause this is real (that's right)
I saw that nigga get his tore off (by who? )
By the same that took his wife
You know I come nutty stingin like
You can get your split
By your own fuckin wit this
Stay drunk when I dip and ain't
I got amounts
Your count em when I'm shootin em down your bitch's mouth
(cause this the) hunta deal a lot
And em shit shoes (wit the what? )
Wit the nine and watchin the nut come out everytime
And you know mine
When I com loomin
Wit the mk-1 and when they done they lookin like (raw!)
Wit the I get the shit done
You know it's like velcro or
I to the shit that make you nut up wit your dome split
I you to trip
And I'll be sittin there wit the casket
(you know!) you was at the wrong place at the right time you got blasted
(you hoe!) hunta in black mack-10 in the trunk with the slump
I'll hug you like
When I use it it gotta be because I be off that shit
Not use to it I'm to the siccness
Might flip nigga shit frequently
Them young g's they wanna to me
(but what) but don't need to be
have they hat quick
Wit no
Put you in the wit the slump stickin em like a cactus
And I'm concentratin on grip
I to hit you wit the slug
No love ass nigga you know
hunta killa (that's realla)

Chorus: repeat

Put you in duct and leave you sinkin in the river
(hunta killa! killa!)

Put you in duct! put you in tape!

Spent most of my on the grind
In the bucket wit a loaded tech
On the corner out for the one time
And these from the othaside tryin to take mine
Keep the heat on my waist
Make bullets chase niggas and erase fake
You can call me the grave
Money all about the skrilla
Cap known for breakin in homes and gettin the goods
the line of the mastermind mothafucka I wish you would
Got in every hood and ready to go to war
I'm gettin paid the way I should so what the fuck you for
Waistin time thinkin bout you should be gettin yours
You den put yourself in some shit
Now you hittin the floor when I through
Kickin your door like a predator
lyrics in metaphors
All you rap cats thinkin you the
My game's 10 ahead of yours
And I'm for the top
Lyrics don't never
So fuck whateva you bout
I'm over shit and I'm settin up shop
Raisin niggas up out they
All you bustas go
Now bust a bitch and let you know
We can tear and war wit scary hoes
Wit a tech 9 to dome
It shit for me to run up in your home
Wit the chrome take whateva the fuck I want get gone
I was born to be a rida as a balla shot calla
of the pack
Ain't neva been no
Ain't neva been no
on mothafuckas
Ain't neva been no spillin information to the undacova
I only fuck wit ridas and realas thug niggas dealas
All about the cemetary fillas
It's hunta (that's reala)

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