Luyện nghe bài hát I Kill People

Ayy, poppin'?
You how the fuck we bleed, man
We get money and people, man
You hear me,
We rap beef, man
We slide, man, we people, man
Bomin' like Obama do and for the gunner too, man
I only speak facts and count racks, man, and packs, man
get it
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real
From the where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, your build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to find his chill boy,
Shawty know I people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real
Big body, what's your boy? Ill boy
Nigga to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy,
Foenem tweaking, I'ma buss him up,
Foenem tweaking, I'ma him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma him up
Tote somethin'
Hit your block with them guys, hop out, kill
Got a Glock four-five, and it's lethal (let's get it)
Bitch, you know we fry, we really kill (bang bang)
Bitch, I'm the gang, we catch a body gang (gang gang)
Bitch, we gang off in the lobby man (bang)
Catch a nigga lackin', it's a man
Pop him in the noggin, him sloppy man
Hit your block, we swerve shit (skrt skrt)
In the trap, I'm posted the birds, bitch (skrt skrt)
I don't rap beef, the words, bitch? (huh?)
sneak dissin', let me heard (bang bang)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote regals
Big body, what's your boy? Ill boy
Nigga to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real
Big body, what's build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to find his boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma buss him up,
Foenem tweaking, buss him up
same side for lil bro, Ice Age all of my clothes
How I ball, you think I went pro, I'm in the hood,
She show me her thong, Sisqó, high and ready to go
I'm hungrier a hippo, Aim FN, how I get low
Got a new scope and it got zoom, and I'm in that
Baby, I know you that fume
Just get down, you hear boom
In the of the 'Bach, and this bitch got room
Magazine got colored shells, half green, half
on that cook', someone bring me a pot
All these diamonds, I get hot
Young really from them blocks
Ayy pussy, here we come, if you or not
On probation but I tote Glocks, walk through court, like pot
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, real regals
Big body, what's build boy? Ill boy
Nigga to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I people, real people
From the trenches where it's lethal, tote real regals
Big body, your build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy,
Foenem tweaking, I'ma buss him up,
tweaking, I'ma buss him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, buss him up