Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam

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

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

Let me try to
I shoot his up just to drive him insane
Give his Rover the new name, the firing
When we see you yell and aim

'Cause when I fire them thangs like
(You will be wonderin' are we gonna do now)
I gotta watch who wit me, watch who
Drop two on a hot new Bentley

But when it come to say he cop too many like, damn
(You will be what are we gonna do now)
with wonderful Cal
(They make in brown)

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

Catch me in them thangs with Jennifer, BM's Olivia
If it ain't Vivica or somebody
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 people, we believe him
Oh shit reachin'
(You will be what 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 used to be
This the story of Cam'ron and Zeke 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
over niggaz towns, black ties, tiny bums
Handsome hoods, thugs, but we grimy dun

Cars, cribs, money, had to find me
right behind me dun, dun, he play by all the rules
That's why the is his, the cars, all the jewels
Ya'll all are fools, your regular married with children

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

Took off his jewels, thought he cool, gun to mouth, they often
wit this wolf, this should be taught to you
Ya money don't matter, what you afford to do
Is fuck wit me dawg, that could be

ya mom, police protection, that's when I'm cordial
Cars convertible, TV's are
Fiends on line, coke lines, they and snort a few

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
(Killa)
Weed, smoke,
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Glocks, ox ockin' I'm
(Killa)
Cam, fam, damn,
(Killa)

and the reason you breathin'
(Killa)
Who buy out the bar
(Killa)
Who far a star but they car is Gallardo?
(Killa)

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

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

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
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Weed, smoke,
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Glocks, ox I'm cocked
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Cam, fam, damn,
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Season and the reason you
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Who buy out the bar
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Who far from a star but they car is
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