Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Or Be Killed

in 1989 i was pushin dimes out the houses
to get my meal on
i got my on
i murdered 2 coz they tried to tell on
the nigga with the 3-5-7 chrome, my mind was
when i did dirt, i was
got on
got
i put my homie down, and we was
in the summer we made it snow all over town
200 Gs made still coming in
gotta connect with the ill
no matter who u trust u simply win
it's fun in the beginning but it's pain in the end
my homie got shot, on 7-mile
in broad
at
i squeeze the AK
and fear i might be in line
for the body chalk
its down...

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Kill or be killed
u real nigga
feel my nigga

it seems wanna test me
out to arrest me
coz the scream child molest me
i emptied out the clip
now police got hands full of bullshit
its related
so they it
i figure it was that nigga who i last the perokee
murdered my in his cherokee
i saw that nigga at the mcdonalds through, so i pulled up to his bumper
and my dumper
he had, his bitch and his in the car
but i didn't a fuck, automatically unloaded, all of they asses got struck
187 on my pistol bullets to away
cop cars pull into the mcdonalds as i try to get
they say we got the car surrounded, come out your hands up
at this point i didn't a fuck!
it's down...

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