Luyện nghe bài hát Hunta Killa

It's the hunta
Off of the 9
Wit my nap fulla pilla
Nigga worst the movie thrilla and realla
Cause this is life (that's right)
I saw that nigga get his head tore off (by )
By the nigga that took his wife
You know I nutty stingin like syphillis
You can get your liver
By your own fuckin wit this
Stay drunk I dip and ain't shit
I got vast
Your ass'll em when I'm shootin em down your bitch's mouth
(cause the) hunta killa deal a lot
And fuckin em shoes (wit the what? )
Wit the nine and watchin the bloody nut come out
And you know it's
When I com loomin
Wit the mk-1 and when they done they like sushi (raw!)
Wit the oozie I get the shit
You know it's velcro or polygrip
I stick to the shit that make you nut up wit 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 then you got
(you hoe!) hunta killa in mack-10 in the trunk with the slump
I'll hug you mama
When I use it it gotta be I be off that juicy shit
Not use to it I'm addicted to the
Might this nigga shit frequently
young g's they wanna speak to me
(but what) but they don't to be
I'll they hat quick
Wit no
Put you in the trunk wit the slump stickin em a cactus
And I'm concentratin on stackin
I to hit you wit the slug
No love ass nigga you know
It's hunta (that's realla)

Chorus: 3x's

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

Put you in duct! put you in tape!

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

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