Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Cam (Intro)

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

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

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

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

But when it come to drops say he cop too 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 make the customers
(You be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)

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

Cal, we see him we leavin'
He schemin', he be
Heard he kill people, we him
Oh shit he's
(You will be 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 of Cam'ron and Zeke Giles one way road to the P now
Yeah, the whoscal, oh, child you wasn't

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

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

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

Took off his jewels, he cool, gun to mouth, they often drool
Fuckin' wit this wolf, this be taught to you
Ya money 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
Cars convertible, are portable
Fiends on line, coke lines, come and snort a few

(Killa)
Guns, cars, and
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Weed, smoke,
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Glocks, ox ockin' I'm
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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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I was to eat, anything you lost I keep
Shot the fifth, and then a Piston, toss the heat
Now round the corner, up the block, cross the
Up fifty flights, right the bosses meet

And the is peach, felt like Boston George
Left Boston Market, did deals on Beach
Now, I bought the beach, all because they my speech
One nigga crossed the chief I know you heard he lost his 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 you breathin'
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Who buy out the bar
(Killa)
Who far from a star but car is Gallardo?
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