Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Em Off

[Intro:
Yes yes, whuttup mayn, It's the Regime man welcome to our
Ha ha ha, yeh, you ready, you Yuk, you know I'm ready, kill 'em off
Ready, let's do shit

[Verse-1:
If you niggaz me, why don't you face me
If you me, then embrace me
No words from me, I let the speak
White sheets all on block, who callin' the shots
We hit that man first his faculty drop
I went, on 'em, showed 'em what I had for 'em
Had the whole glowin', out the super sports showing
Our man power, make workers out of
Focus leave a nigga beans, smokin' every
Gun shots get louder, blocks and the powder
Whole spots get surrounded, breathin' we jailin'
spend your money, for you bitch ass can count it
Lovin' my life, California violence
Put a in the ground, like I ambush the sirens
You pull me over; you get then the drunk drivers
Central, survivor, hustler, kuniva
Outlaw gang nigga, ridah

[Chorus: Kaliko]
We 'em slippin' and war ain't no big games
See they high, inside, I see you shivering
We pull them they run, when that lead came

[Pre-verse Ad-Libs: Kaliko]
We 'em off (Echo)
Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh, Uh-Uh.
Tech, Tech, Tech, N9ne, N9ne, Tech, Tech, Tech, N9ne, N9ne, N9ne

[Verse-2: N9ne]
Surrounded, I don't know who to trust, might be
Demons comin' in on me tight, will I bust, yes
Load the cock back nigga not a fuck, press tightly
dip to the bay parlay with my nigga Yuk, and get hyphy
This odd god is not fraud just broad
Hot bars Oxnard to Park College
Part raw shit, part hard, and part
Awkward shit I spit, you got (cha)
I've had it, you faggots, is mad at (cha)
You rap it, we zap it, and crack if it's (cha)
Attackers with jackets snakin the bat in of it (cha)
You rappers is and it's fact, this is immaculate (cha)
You slackers that got in the to the red and black of it (cha)
You crackers we blacker than and ain't no master shit (cha)
We scrappers and hackers who mash for (cha)
Sack of magic shit, feel the (cha)
riders kill 'em off and scatter bitch

[Pre-verse Kris Kaliko]
We 'em Off

Yukmouth]
We, kill 'em off, kill 'em off, kill 'em off, 'em off, kill 'em ALL off
till my nigga age and they came so to break 'em all off
Sawed up, rip ya jaw off
Bitch niggaz gettin off
Chop off the kid of the mob
And this slowly fall off
Nigga..
They foundation crumble in the concrete
I'm raise in the struggle, ready to
Shapin' bumbles hustle, most killers humble
But I'm loud and obnoxious; your office like Bin-Laden
We 'em off with the choppers, I'm heartless
I'm on some don shit most of my horrifying
And gothic, 2Pacalypse profit, hot shit,
Mob shit, Rap-A-Lot bitch, we got it locked
Fuck them we still representin' that block shit
The mob we don't fuck no perpetrators or imitators
Bitches been to strangers haters can't infiltrate us
We hell of paper, and cribs with elevators
Let the metal