Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Or Be Killed

[Verse 1Jay
You up this morning
Not blood will be on your garmits,
Hour and informants
Look that's crawling down harness,
See demons and them omens staring at you
control they want your soul
And then your with them just know where you going,(hellbound)
Twelve rounds came out 4,5, look up to see 25 that's alot,(let's rewind)
When you pulled up on them 6's bust a pistol busting bitches nigga's looking load em' up while you,(switching switching)
Hungry to come and get you,
Hope the gun is coming you,
Gonna have to it out or shoot infront(won't pitch em')
Time is now you wasn't you seemed up like you had posted,
No tags it was stolen and then it was motives,
Blink of a eye you looking right at yo demise as hopping out they gonna ride
a homicide on yo life,
The coldest thing you didn't see and now you laying bleeding
Hopeness they keep out your weakness and now you to see light,

Krizz Kaliko:]
See out of my body's where they want me, they think they can catch me they want me, so I sleep with one eye open, cause you never know when you wake up and you're gone,

2Jay Rock:]
Now the doctors they operating pumping your heart of yo momma yo dogs
If you make it you gone,
On the way to the center
They taking to long in and out of traffic yo mamma tell you,(hold on)
Your bodies up with holes
You feel your body getting colder smelling that death in the air the waiting for your soul,
While fighting for your struggling to get some air yeah, when that line flat then it's a tag on yo toe,
As your soul start to travel out your flesh you see yourself on that gurney all bloody buddy it's a mess,
Wish the best upon flesh
But your might be dissapointed,
Pray to god you anointed while awaiting your op union,
While he in that waiting room
Going through the motions all the and comotion
As they split yo open, for the surgery and accertainly as seems that it's over better pray that you hold over,
Call your bloods how you was potent, I said maybe cause your safety is for out your hands,
Not your momma not your daddy not your girl not mans,
None can save you hope they play you in a when you fly,
You made but your ligaments alive
Wish you had

[Verse 3: N9ne]
messages punk got ahold of my voicemail,
Plotting and planning damaging, on this boy hell,
off of my boy hell,
Man I hope enjoy shells,
Dropped, all up on they property gotta get cist this toy yell,
Nigga I ain't dying just you jealous
I'm gettin' relish and I it my shit developed
So well that a deaf view can it,
I smell it he femalish roll up cause his gal I it spell it,
B-i-t-c-h but killa's a sells pitch,
I'm gonna be dropping alotta of body's gonna dropping from this,
gonna be another motherfucka fucking living in my land will wanna be talking some shit,
Cause I got niggas,
And I do it big
But for the safety of my babies crazy now what I done did nigga,
Hop off my tour bus in your I'ma scope you out,
Hoping that I you when I hear that shit that you spoke about, l
Like I'm goin' shit,
Like it's gonna be a hit,
But you're just like that chick gave you my number a little bitch,
Been in town over and over you still absent,
And I do meet n greets, nigga you acting,
I'm sick of yo ill yapping you get your grill blackend,
That's from the steel clapping 5'6 vill rapping it will happen, bitch!