Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam

Before we get this Killa Season
Let's start this shit off my man 40 Cal

Who am I? 40 Cal.
Gat to your back, get down
Clown
(You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)

Let me try to
I his truck up just to drive him insane
Give his the new name, the firing range
When we see you fire and aim

'Cause when I fire them it's like
(You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)
I watch who wit me, watch who pretty
Drop two fitty on a hot new

But when it come to drops say he cop too many like,
(You will be wonderin' what are we do now)
Down wonderful Cal
(They Hummers in brown)

Nah, I just on you, even haters lovin' my style
I'm a role model, I make the proud
I make the smile
(You will be what are we gonna do now)

Catch me in them thangs with Jennifer, BM's Olivia
If it ain't or somebody similar
Comin' down the block the is killin' ya like, wow
(You will be wonderin' are we gonna do now)

Cal, we see him we leavin'
He schemin', he be
Heard he kill people, we him
Oh shit reachin'
(You will be wonderin' are we gonna do now)

Killa, Killa, Killa,
Killa, Killa, Killa,

Dial Killa for once, no redial
Just see child, the O G style and how I to be wild
the story of Cam'ron and Zeke Giles one way road to the P now
Yeah, the whoscal, oh, child you there

Zeke snitched, if he did, I'd be doin' a hundred
Did the interstate, big cities, tiny
Took niggaz towns, black ties, tiny bums
Handsome hoods, thugs, but we grimy dun

Cars, cribs, money, had to me some
Zeke right behind me dun, dun, he play by all the
why the house is his, the cars, all the jewels
Ya'll niggaz all are fools, your regular with children

Dawg, nine to five, office,
live that life, I needa loft and pool
I had too much class, I ain't report to
If they report to school, I caught the stool, extort the

Took off his jewels, thought he cool, gun to mouth, they drool
Fuckin' wit this wolf, this be taught to you
Ya don't matter, what you can't afford to do
Is wit me dawg, that could be affordable

Hide ya mom, protection, that's when I'm cordial
convertible, TV's are portable
Fiends on line, lines, they come and snort a few

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
(Killa)
Weed, smoke,
(Killa)

Glocks, ox I'm cocked
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

Season and the reason you
(Killa)
Who buy out the bar
(Killa)
Who far from a star but they car is
(Killa)

I was forced to eat, anything you I keep
Shot the fifth, and like a Piston, toss the heat
Now the corner, up the block, cross the street
Up fifty flights, right the bosses meet

And the Porsche is peach, felt like Boston
Left Market, did deals on Boston Beach
Now, I bought the beach, all they applaud my speech
One nigga crossed the chief I you heard he lost his teeth and it's

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
(Killa)
Weed, smoke,
(Killa)

Glocks, ox ockin' I'm
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

Season and the reason you
(Killa)
Who buy out the bar
(Killa)
Who far from a star but they car is
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