Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam (Intro)

Before we get into Killa Season
start this shit off with my man 40 Cal

Who am I? 40 Cal.
Gat to your back, get motherfucker
motherfucker
(You will be what are we gonna do now)

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

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

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

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

Catch me in them thangs Jennifer, BM's with Olivia
If it ain't or somebody similar
Comin' down the block the suspense is 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 be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hide ya mom, police protection, that's I'm cordial
convertible, TV's are portable
Fiends on line, coke lines, they come and 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 a star but they car is Gallardo?
(Killa)

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

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

(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
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