Luyện nghe bài hát I Kill People

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